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“You know the doors that spell disaster, I unlock. You feel my presence, now your stomach is a knot. Open minds can be leveled up by me. The devil’s blood holds one eighth of an ounce. And the saying goes for each seal you close, another path is lit. Relax it’s just a hit.”

“Ein Bier… bitte.”
– Corey

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