There I was, having dinner and dessert with my oldest friend in the world (This is not an exaggeration. She really is my oldest friend in the world. In primary school I made use of her large frame to hide from boys who were designed solely to pinch me) talking about the same issues which have been the bulk of our conversations for roughly four
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