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            ida and allen are at a shooting range. al is loading his gun
            ida: of all your friends, you brought the craziest one with you to a shooting range.
            allen: i mean, ive taken Alex and Ree. both don't like it here. Barry also gets too caught up in his head. you're prob the only other freak willing to play with guns.

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            allen: holy hell your aim is absolute shiet.
            ida: i haven't shot anything since i shot my dad as a kid, man.

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            ida: are you learning so you don't ever get shot again?
            allen: kinda. always been a nerd for them, though.
            ida: that's cute
            allen: don't call me cute.
            ida: whatcha gonna do? shoot me?

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            ida: itsa joke
            allen: i would.
            ida: i know
            allen: it'd be hot.
            ida: craaazyyy