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I don't know why I'm here. I mean, I do, I'm nervous, I guess. Anxious. I don't sleep that well. And my hands. They're fine now, it's like when you have a problem with your car and you go to a mechanic and it's not doing it anymore. Not that you're a mechanic. I guess a lot of people must come here worried about the bomb. Is that true? It's a common nightmare, people say. I read it in a magazine. My mother always told me that it wasn't polite to talk about yourself. She passed away recently. I guess I already said that.
Mad Men (other) by Matthew Weiner
Language: English
Submitted by: deroche1
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1 arenasnow 206 WPM 99.0% 357 1/2 April 27, 2019
2 arc_sec 188 WPM 99.0% 325 1/1 April 12, 2019
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