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Time of My Life It was a rainy, October afternoon. The New York City streets were crowded with tourists and the air smelled of car fumes and roasted peanuts. You had, once again, been stubborn and refused to put on your rain jacket. You had planned to meet a friend at the coffee shop, but since your clothes were soaked you decided to run home quickly to change. After getting extremely aggrivated with having to shove through crowds of obnoxious foreigners, shouting curses in German, you duck into an alley way to calm down. The rain was falling harder than before, and your head was throbbing in pain from the noisy honking of rude taxi drivTime of My Life
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SABRINA; i've learned to retreat at the first sign of danger. i mean, why wait around if it's just to surrender?
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