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| "Looking at this, the annoyance boiled within me, boiled like an egg. "I knew that if I wanted breakfast, I was going to have to face the mean december streets to buy some more eggs. And some milk." | |
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| "Soon I was out on those cold streets, the snow was like sugar, only when i put it in my tea it failed to sweeten it, just like I could never sweeten my wife." | |
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| "I reach the store, but its only open for one more new york minute. I fall." | |
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