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meeting is fate
Dayana 2022-04-20 09:02:44
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Belle 2022-01-29 08:10:17
I have been thinking about why I have such a name. One day I slept until I woke up in the afternoon. It was raining outside. I went to close the window of the balcony. I was stunned for a while. That moment understood like lightning, "Sunday or rainday, every moment, when I feel alone"
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John 2022-03-20 09:03:03
When this overly rational boy shed tears because of the heroine's departure, he really grew up and truly had the emotions that a person should have. The heroine injected his soul into him.
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Reggie: The prospect of ending up a bitter and lonely drunk doesn't quite appeal to me.
Eleanor: Okay.
Reggie: And not to mention the fact that art, as a language, is dead. It doesn't matter what you have to say or how well you might be able to say it. Dead.
Eleanor: Kind of a bleak view.
Reggie: Yes, it is.
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Eleanor: I just don't want you to worry about it, or think about it. Okay?
Reggie: Okay. I won't worry about it. I'm not worried about it.
Eleanor: Good.
Reggie: But I can't guarantee I won't think about it. It's what I do. I think about things. It's my nature.
Eleanor: Fine. You can think.