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One time I woke up to find my wife pinching my nose closed cause I was snoring.
She won't admit it, but I bet my mysterious bruises are from her elbowing me cause I snore
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For me there is only the traveling on paths that have heart, on any path that may have heart. There I travel, and the only worthwhile challenge is to traverse its full length. And there I travel, looking, looking, ...breathlessly.
-Carlos Castaneda
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