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Jun 2023
Thank you for the drink young lady. Though I would be remiss. If I were to take my leave of you without suggesting this. It may not be my place or it could be why I'm here. I suppose it doesn't matter. So I'll make this short and clear.
Some things were said, some were not and perhaps we both share some regret. So let's remember what it was lest we bother to forget.
Written by
Jamison Bell
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