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   <title>After years...</title>
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<!-- p>... there was a girl tonight, who doesn't speak any of languages I know, who was looking very much like someone I knew very well and I just can not forget anything about, who was dancing with someone else later on, who answered &quot;no&quot; to my question which was something like: &quot;You don't speak English, do you?&quot;. I'm not disappointed, because I had no expectations.</p>
<p>Moral of the 3 hour story is, I need to be drunk to do something really stupid. And to get drunk, it's almost enough to have a Tequilla and a bottle of any dark beer for me. I'm not that though against alcohol anymore, as I used to be.</p -->

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