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Another girl
Y.: You're not going to tell her.
O.: I don't think so, no.
Y.: You don't think she, you know...deserves to know?
O.: You think she deserves to know?
Y.: Well. Yeah. Or not.
O.: Yeah, me, too.
Y.: I would tell her.
O.: I tell her, she walks.
Y.: Probably.
O.: I don't want her to leave.
Y.: So you're not going to tell her.
O.: Probably not.
Y.: Long as she doesn't find out one day.
O.: I don't know how she would.
Y.: Man. Deception always comes back.
O.:
Y.:
O.: I should tell her, shouldn't I.
Y.: I would.
O.: I'm afraid to.
Y.: I know. But don't be.
O.: She'll leave.
Y.: What if she does? At least you were honest with her.
O.: I'm not ready for her to go.
Y.: Always another girl, man.
O.:
Y.: You know?
O.: Not like her, there isn't.
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