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    <title>espescially</title>
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    <content type="html">i spent all night and day rigging a boot to swing out from my locker to kick that lockershitter right in the nards, and now i realize there's no more room for my books. even worse, Tuvoc &amp; co. may have to find a new home. i can never win. i can never get any rest.</content>
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    <title>Accounting Crows</title>
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    <content type="html">I wanna punch the doktor square in the face until him/her face turns into liquid. then i wanna climb the highest mountains and sing the songs that i like to sing. today another turd appeared in my locker. needless to say, Tuvoc is pissed. He can't be held responsible for his actions when he gets this way. i have to start leaving traps in my locker. I cant stand to see Tuvoc's home poisoned.</content>
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