Silver Tongue

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one day in minneapolis, Aristotle and a Pirate went to Chipotle after their jazz pilates session for some guacamole. They then met with his daughter at her ballet class and went to an arcade to play whack-a-mole and pineapples but they didnt have their wallet. the air was filled with awkward laughter

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