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why you cried, and I can lie to you and tell you it never mattered in the first place.We've done it before and we will do it again. That's a lot of work, she told me one time, and we laughed at how profound we were, and how we always wore each others slippers. There is a moment in your life, when your shoes don't fit and your gloves are too large; It's the moment she tells you that she doesn't remember your middle name.
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