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‘Where are you?’
‘Oh, sorry. My mind was wandering away.’
‘Away, eh?’
‘Yeah, you know, I was wandering about this certain girl.’
‘Uh hun, the mind was wandering. What about the heart?’
‘Oh boy, my heart. My heart is unconscious, in locked chains, in a bolted casket, thrown in the deeps of her ocean. Is that away enough?’

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