This is Brian. He was telling us a funny story, and didn't realize that we weren't laughing at the story, we were laughing because he kept running his sooty hands over his face and hair.
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As a Christian, I am born of the Water and the Blood of Christ; diluted wine. But I struggle and fall, succeed and fail. I forget who I am. I become deluded wine.
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