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George: They fall in love with you? Well do they?
Simone: Sometimes they fall for what they think I am.
George: And what do they think you are?
Simone: What you think. A black whore.
George: Did I say that?
Simone: What do you think, then?
George: Well, you ain't no night nurse.
Simone: No, I ain't no night nurse.
George: Well, let's say you're a lady.
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Simone: Haven't you someone to rush to?
George: You know I haven't.
Simone: Everyone should have.
George: Well, *you* haven't.
Simone: I'm different.
George: How? How are you different?
Simone: I'm the girl they rush home from.
Jeremy Hardy
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