Cyclomania
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1:01:01
...the pedestrian's brain
just exploded on the street...

1:01:05
...cops were picking up pieces,
and seagulls snacked on the remains

1:01:10
I'm leaving
1:01:12
Hey, I'm really sorry.
- Who cares

1:01:17
The night's still young.
- Yeah, right. But I'm leaving now

1:01:21
How about tomorrow?
- Forget it. Forget the whole summer

1:01:37
I haven't got swimming trunks.
- Are you chickening out?

1:01:41
No, just thinking
1:01:44
Of what?
- Nothing


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