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I wish I had a time machine. I remember last year when you would come over late night and soak in my hottub, when our spouses were fast asleep. Add a little ruum and I would rub your shoulders and talk about your crummy day. And your husband.
I know that you couldn’t stand the fact I wouldn’t leave my spouse. I’m sorry friend. If you can look past that then the hottub is going and I have a bottle ready.
The starry nights are not the same.
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