In the summer of 2005, a window on my car was broken, a day or two later it was broken again. This was while I was living with Heather, Jake, and James. We never knew who did, until last night. While driving home, Randy (James' best friend and his boss at the shop) called to confess he had done it. He had nothing against me but Jake had asked
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How is that going by the way?
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