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Crying for hours on the 1600 block. XVI for life. Only needed my brothers and a few shots of vodka.
I was bawling my eyes out on 1600. XVI saved me. My brothers and a bottle of cheap vodka made it better.
1600 block was my prison. XVI was my escape. My brothers were my reward.
I cried so hard on 1600, I got a free drink from the bar. XVI was there. My brothers were there. Life was good.