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In a dark Detroit alley, a chance encounter occurs...
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| its me david, your father... | |
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| ...daddy? but... but... mom said you--- | |
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Father and son, meet in the shadows...
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| was dead? i know, i know... actually i was working at a record store a few miles away... | |
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Reunited... but for how long?
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| you dont know how many times i was ready to call you, but hesitated... | |
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