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The car was all over the place and it became apparent once he started talking that the driver was shitfaced. He took us on a brief but exciting detour into a lane of oncoming traffic, turning sharply down an alley and into the middle of a preriot banana branch-waving session.As soon as the crowd spotted my shiny bald white head they rushed the car.
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