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Last night I dreamed a group of Downers got stranded on a desert island and decided to build a community there. When I arrived later by boat, Pitchwife was really excited about the car he was making out of wood and stone, Inzil was responsible for organising the food gathering parties (and collecting everybody's phone number, which he insisted on doing in fluent Swedish), and Boro was grumpy and wanted to be the boss.
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He bit me, and I was not gentle.
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