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One day, Venessa met a cowboy named James in a gallery.
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| Huh? Why is there a cowboy here? | |
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| Howdey partner! How ya donin? | |
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James wanted to bring Venessa to a restruant.
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| Howdey... I'm fine. Thank you for your concern. Why are you here? | |
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| What are you talkin about? C'mon, I will bring you to a restruant. | |
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Suddenly, James asked Venessa to marry him.
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| Venessa, will you marry me? | |
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| Yes.. But how did you know my name? Anyway, I said yes because the food is yummy | |
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