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I'll never understand the whole again. It will always be a sum of parts. Each part neatly tucked away in the Rolodex waiting for -
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The countryside hadn't changed much, but the road had. I just didn't remember the
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It was a pity the soft cheese was used to wipe the counter clean. Clean according to Ronda anyway. The counters were a constant chore, a thankless job really. She could justify it
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I am so over it. First the telephone poles and electric wires...now it's the drones and the lasers, what will be next
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Focus, focus, focus...I dare not get to anxious. I am finally here, I have diligently prepared for this moment. It will not break me. I let it go, closed my eyes for a split second
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ing only unpopped kernels . The smell of melted butter was in the air, but this was simply to throw them off track. It was clear,
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Six of them and mistakenly washed them down with white soda. The quantity of carbonation that developed from the combination,caught her off guard and she gasped for air as her eyes
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sat back and ate a huge sandwich. It was time he took a break, he was saving his energy for tomorrow's
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oblivious of course and the cheese castle was a blur out my window, not to mention I forgot my shoes again. Enough dairy air for now , I will get a lot of flack in the morning
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He was offended, I vowed to never stop there again. Each time the visit gets progressively worse and my intentions never realized. Six years is way too long for