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They decided to spend the night in the abandoned building. It was a tough night, as it was cold and they were hurt. They woke early, only to find even more snow on the ground below them.
Ugh.... we should go somewhere else again.... before they find us. Katya suggested, sitting up. She groaned as she felt the pain of her newly acquired wounds.
Yeah we should. Kelly reached for her backpack. Where to though?
Like always, wherever the next train takes us. Natalie smiled, putting her fuzzy hat back on.
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Katya Akasova? called out a rather large man as he held up a piece of paper.
Here said a rather tall girl, raising her hand as the man looked at the paper again.
Svetlana Kazakkova?
Its Shai... said another girl, who was leaning back in her chair. She looked up at her teacher and examined him. He was a somewhat old-ish guy, with short red-brown hair and dorky glasses.
Whatever. Wheres everyone else? asked the teacher, pushing his glasses onto his nose.  


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Katya Akasova? called out a rather large man as he held up a piece of paper. Here she called out, raising her hand as the man looked at the paper again. Svetlana Kazakkova?
Its Shai... called out another girl, who was leaning back in her chair. She looked up at her teacher and shrugged.
Whatever. Wheres everyone else? asked the teacher, pushing his glasses onto his nose. I dunno. Probably still looking. This place is kind of hidden. Replied Shai, slightly ticked. All of a sudden, they heard a
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я, как пирог, и если Вы не затем винт Вас!
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oh em gee its on FIRE!
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How am I supposed to listen to my heart if it's not talking?
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"This next song is about when you get your heart broken and you try your best to glue it back together and you wake up one morning and you're so happy because you realize, "Oh my God, the tape's holding"
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я, как пирог, и если Вы не затем винт Вас!
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oh em gee its on FIRE!
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"This next song is about when you get your heart broken and you try your best to glue it back together and you wake up one morning and you're so happy because you realize, "Oh my God, the tape's holding"
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я, как пирог, и если Вы не затем винт Вас!
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oh em gee its on FIRE!
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