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“What is this and why do I enjoy it”
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SELENA my love
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alright never forget this iconic ass scene
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be like elle woods °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°
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hell yea im a gamer
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Praise for Dylan O'Brien as Mitch Rapp in American Assassin
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bears. beets. battlestar gallactica.
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What is my perfect crime? I break into Tiffany’s at midnight. Do I go for the vault? No, I go for the chandelier. It’s priceless. As I’m taking it down, a woman catches me. She tells me to stop. It’s her father’s business. She’s Tiffany. I say no. We make love all night. In the morning, the cops come and I escape in one of their uniforms. I tell her to meet me in Mexico, but I go to Canada. I don’t trust her. Besides, I like the cold. Thirty years later, I get a postcard. I have a son and he’s the chief of police. This is where the story gets interesting. I tell Tiffany to meet me in Paris by the Trocadero. She’s been waiting for me all these years. She’s never taken another lover. I don’t care. I don’t show up. I go to Berlin. That’s where I stashed the chandelier.
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