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A girl and a boy were on a motorcycle, speeding through the night.
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3 I1 S% k5 P! y' SGirl:" slow down a little. I'm scared. " # I. S) t% j+ e T" p- U! x! R
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Boy: "No, it's so fun."
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Girl: "please... it's so scary."
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Boy: "Then say that you love me." " Q* w! `4 c) q0 M. u
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Girl: "Fine. I love you. Can you slow down now?"
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5 [7 F) }/ H0 C! NBoy: "Give me a big hug." 6 \9 l. Z% G, x. }* b* y7 ~6 c
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The girl gave him a big hug. + \# j. Z3 H; p) k
8 E% D: Z+ {) {; ]& N0 H, k4 yGirl: "Now can you slow down?"
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4 g: \# N L! W3 V% Q1 k/ T$ sBoy: "Can you take off my helmet and put it on? It's uncomfortable and 1 V$ H% ?' r/ q @
it's bothering me while I drive."
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The next day, there was a story in the newspaper. A motorcycle had
7 ~( R+ c7 g! t. p- @( wcrashed into a building because its brakes were broken.
* Q3 l; M, x) T' x% QThere were two people on the motorcycle, of which one died, and the
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The guy knew that the brakes were broken. He didn't want to let the girl know, because he knew that the girl would have gotten scared. # I3 Y( K. q: D9 @) f( @- m
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! t) T8 H0 \0 m! s QInstead, he was told the last time that she loved him, got a hug from
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Once in a while, Right in the middle of an ordinary life,
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