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And you, fat man,
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why do I see you looking at me like that?
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Aren’t you afraid of being transformed?
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My lady, your beauty has melted me—indeed, it has made me dizzy!
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As for this transformation business, by God, I don’t know what “transformation” means,
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I mean, does it hurt a lot?
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Very much.
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I’d get transformed for you, love of my life!
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Guard!
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Come on, carry out the command of your beautiful, delightful, radiant lady—and transform me!
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Wait, guard.
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My lady?
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I want to ask you a question.
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Go ahead, stranger.
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Are those your eyes, or contact lenses?
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Shame on you!
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They’re my eyes!
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No, shame on you!
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What?!
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They are two moons—no, two stars—no, two olives sinking into a dish of delicious local labneh!
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What a rascal you are, stranger!
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Oh, woe to my mother!
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Oh, woe to my mother!
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