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What
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has
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happened,
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to
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this
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place?
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I
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don't
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recognize
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it,
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anymore.
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It
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used
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to
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be
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so
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fun
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and
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special.
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What
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is
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life
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worth
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living
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for?
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The
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dream
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is
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dead,
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our
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land
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is
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gone.
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There's
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a
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hole
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in
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my
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heart,
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and
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I
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can't
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go
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on.
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There
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are
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too
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many
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minorities
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(minorities),
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at
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my
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waterpark
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(my waterpark),
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This
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was
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our
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land,
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our
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dream
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(our dream),
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And
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they've
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taken
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it
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all
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away.
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They
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just
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keep
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coming
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and
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coming
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(minorities),
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I
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try
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to
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go
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and
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tell
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the
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police.
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But
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even
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the
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authorities,
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are
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minorities,
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at
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my
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waterpark.
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There's
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no
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place
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for
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me
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to
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sit
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anymore,
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and
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the
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lines
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just
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keep
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getting
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crazier.
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There
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are
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Mexicans
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all
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around
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The
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lazy
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river
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has
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never
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been
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lazier!
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It's
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a
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40
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minute
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wait
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to
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go
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down
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one
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slide,
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and
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the
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instructions
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are
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in
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Spanish
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on
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the
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zipline
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ride!
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There
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are
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too
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many
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minorities
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(too many),
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at
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my
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waterpark
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(somebody do something),
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where
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did
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they
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all
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come
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from?
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Why
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can't
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they
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leave
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this
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land
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alone!?
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And
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it's
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such
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a
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tragedy
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(feel bit like dying),
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we
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looked
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the
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other
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way
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too
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long.
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We've
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got
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to
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change
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our
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priorities,
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and
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get
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all
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these
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minorities,
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out
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of
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my
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waterpark.
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