my friend´s gf went back to her hometown to sort herself out for a week and got drunk one night and ended up sleeping with her ex. all of his friends told him to dump her sorry arse and i was at the front of that chorus, especially given all he´d done for her (she was in an ashram by pressure of one of her friends and had confidence issues, my friend guided her for almost a year and was by far the main reason she got back on her feet.) he ignored all of us and overlooked it. their relationship is just entering their 2nd year and it´s looking like he was right and the rest of us were wrong.
footnote: he met her after i´d left australia so i´d never met her but heard all about her (my friend has known me since he was born.) thus it was pretty easy for me to tell him to put her out in the street. i did meet her when i went back for christmas and turns out she´s a champion so i guess it´s all good in the end  if this story has a point, it escapes me at the moment.
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mother nature made the aeroplane, and the submarine sandwich, with the steady hands and dead eye of a remarkable sculptor.
she shed her mountain turning training wheels, for the convenience of the moving sidewalk, that delivers the magnetic monkey children through the mouth of impossible calendar clock, into the devil's manhole cauldron.
physics of a bicycle, isn't it remarkable?
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