Imagine a piece of bread. You don’t have to imagine it, it’s right here in the kitchen, on the breadboard, in its plastic bag, lying beside the bread knife. The bread knife is an old one you picked up at an auction; it has the word BREAD carved into the wooden handle. You open the bag, pull back the wrapper, cut yourself a slice.
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I miss seeing your smiling face at school. You did a super great job at the band shell show and it made me proud to be your friend. You're one cool boy and I can't wait to see you sometime.
Fondly,
Sam
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Great minds think alike I guess.
L
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