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City Lights. [ON HOLD]
- LECTURAS 55
- Votos 6
- Partes 3
"The only way to start something, is by ending another."
- Unknown
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I look around the circle, "Ok, ummm...these really aren't my thing and never have been. And especially when it involves talking about myself, so, I'll just start with the basic's. Hi, my name is Olive, and no, my last name is not Pendergast, for those of you who are obsessed with Easy A, and I have had a hard time in my life trying to deal with an incident that happened a little over four years ago."
They look at him.
"Oh, Austin? He doesn't really talk much."
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It wasn't a lot, but it was what she needed and that was good enough for her. He sat there while she ranted, she sat there while he didn't. He sat there while she sang, and she sat there while he painted. There were no words needed, but there were millions of them exchanged everyday.
This is the story about Austin and Olive, two idiots that decided to go to Burger King on a Saturday at 11:30 at night. I mean, why not right? It's Burger King.
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