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Hi, you can call me Niks. I'm eighteen and I like Jack's Mannequin.

Everything in Transit is probably the best music album out there and, in my opinion, I don't think any other album will ever be able to top it.

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11 July 10

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outtokill:

Nick: I have a question… why do you keep giving me back my poker chips?
Beth: Because you deserve to have it back. You threw them into the fountain and wished for love, and I don’t want to keep it anymore!
Nick: [looking confused] No I didn’t.
Beth: You didn’t?
Nick: No!
Beth: Then who did?
Nick: I have no idea.
Beth: Then this… is all real?
[Nick starts to answer and then stops himself. He climbs into the fountain with Beth and drops the poker chip in the water]
Nick: This real enough for you?