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Dear xx,

I went to the terrace and brought my guitar. Yes, I know how to play a guitar. I started playing guitar when I was 7 years old. That was my age when I first met you. But we're not friends 'cause you're so snob. Your family moved out here in our place that's why we're neighbors, right? I hope you still remember that day when our eyes met but you didn't mind me.

-KS

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