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Already on their brief journey through the city she had noted a number of small fountains like this, running freely. If they were not for drinking, what would be their purpose other than to waste water? She turned and resumed drinking. “No, really,” said Rick with some force, “I wouldn’t.” Pushing his round John Lennon glasses up his nose, Blue Backpack decided it might be more constructive to outline the specific physical consequences of Alice’s promiscuous gulping. “You’ll get really bad stomach cramps, and then your feces will liquefy and erupt in … ergh!
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