The Mag 168 - Terminal Talk

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Terminal Talk

I know you, mein Schatz …

You’re thinking of coffee.

Just smoke your cig, dear!

The stuff in the machines

Would rot a hole the size of

Hoboken in your belly.

How ‘bout we sit ?

No? We can’t sit? No?

These new rules are killers.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know!

You know, we should quit

But then what would we do?

We could hold hands?

You old billy goat, you!

I know you, Liebling …

Just smoke your cig, dear!

We’ll get coffee later,

If the bus isn’t too late. 

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