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     "Whoa." Andrew muttered.
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     "Have any children?"
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     "I gangbangsquad was raped by the school quarterback when gangbangsquad I was twelve." she responded. "He had the clap. They didn't find gangbangsquad out until it was almost too late. I nearly died gangbangsquad, but they managed to clear out the infection. I gangbangsquad've been afraid of strong men ever since."
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     "I don't know how to thank gangbangsquad you." Joanna said. "Not only for what you did, but also for what you didn't do."