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S*ooner or latter, everything comes down to this— Everyone says to your face with a bright grin, “I am sorry, it is not you, but, it’s me,” which this old line really locks substance. * Jobiranyc (10/26/2016)
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Oct 26, 2018
Oct 26, 2018 at 4:10 PM UTC
Old Tricks
S*ooner or latter, everything comes down to this— Everyone says to your face with a bright grin, “I am sorry, it is not you, but, it’s me,” which this old line really locks substance. * Jobiranyc (10/26/2016)
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Oct 26, 2018
Oct 26, 2018 at 4:10 PM UTC
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