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“I ate apple pie and ice cream—it was getting
better as I got deeper into Iowa, the pie bigger, the ice cream richer.
There were the most beautiful bevies of girls everywhere I looked in Des
Moines that afternoon—they were coming home from high school—but I had
no time for thoughts like that…So I rushed past the pretty girls, and
the prettiest girls in the world live in Des Moines.”
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czwartek, 20 września 2012
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