Well,
she left and I feel empty and contemplative and nostalgic and I am all ready jealous of whoever she'll be spending her time with there. I mean, new people, new friends, and only they will get to see her in the physical form and they'll get to watch the way she walks and the way she smokes a cigarillo. Or the way her eyes light up at a great
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