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Just another day in Omaha

So, you know, I was just walking down the street and happened to notice a couple of familiar looking rich dudes sittin' on a bench. So, I snapped a selfie 'cuz I thought my grandparents would think it was cool. And, what else did I have to do??!
It really happened.

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