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Early morning, early spring, soft light through windows, gut rot after a rough night. Trash, books and paper strewn everywhere. Colin Van Winkle on futon asleep.
Footsteps on old wooden floorboards rouse Colin. Enter Ben.
Ben makes eye contact with Colin as he rises from his slumber.
There is a moment of silence, then...
Ben
MAMA MIA, I SUCK!
And so begins another glorious day in Milwaukee.
hahahahahahaha
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