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 | How does this sound, Mr. Young? | |
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| Very good, Varla. Very good. Keep practicing. | |
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| Why do I have to practice so much Mr. Young? | |
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| Well, so that when you get older, you'll have a creative skill to fall back on in your upcoming Adult life. | |
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| Mr. Young, I haven't seen you in so long. You encouraged me to practice my violin and I did. Then my parents died, and I became a drunk and a drug addict. | |
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| Well, Varla. Why don't you play me another tune on your tiny violin of pity like I taught you so long ago. And try not to steal anything on the way out, okay, loser? | |
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