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Sven
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...didn't think the director would get to the synchronized swimmers
any time soon. The partridge had swallowed one of the golden rings.
The French hens and the turtle doves were squabbling. The geese
couldn't lay on cue. And the cows were ready for milking. The leading
lady had just walked off the set, and no one knew when she would
return...
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