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Charles Lee stumbled home, tears still flowing down his face, even when he rid of them. He gave up. Walking into the house, he walked into his office, sitting on the floor crying. He didn't really know why he was sad. He was happy. He found love, though this love was on sided from what he knew. Jo joH jo joh Jo Joh n N nNnnn JoHn jo john john JoHn hated him. He shot Charles for hecks sake. Charles Lee laughed at himself, finding it funny he was crying over someone who died. He loved Joooosaddsdddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd110110101110100001101101010001111010101111011110100010101001110101110101010101010

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