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"Starsk, whatīre you doing?"
"Itīs my turn to choose a place for lunch."
"I know, but - you canīt park here."
"Why not?"
"Itīs in second row. You canīt park in the middle of the street."
"Well, thereīs no other parking space, and Iīm hungry. Letīs go."
"You canīt park here!"
"Listen, Iīm a cop at work, and Iīm hungry."
"So?"
"So this is an emergency parking. Besides, cops always find parking
spaces. Donīt you ever watch tv?"
*sigh* "Howīs the guy there supposed to drive away with you blocking
his car?!"
"He can join us. Now letīs go. Iīm hungry."
 
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