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A girl and a boy were on a motorcycle, speeding through the night.
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Girl:" slow down a little. I'm scared. " + y2 X& G$ U6 ]4 K" [
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Boy: "No, it's so fun."
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Boy: "Then say that you love me."
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Girl: "Fine. I love you. Can you slow down now?"
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) k7 p0 j m! \Boy: "Give me a big hug."
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! ~# k9 |) G3 }; X) d hThe girl gave him a big hug.
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Girl: "Now can you slow down?" 2 a2 B" ~2 x0 h5 T8 Q% D
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Boy: "Can you take off my helmet and put it on? It's uncomfortable and * R- V. t1 E& M! V5 O! _5 C
it's bothering me while I drive."
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The next day, there was a story in the newspaper. A motorcycle had
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There were two people on the motorcycle, of which one died, and the $ T$ S6 k! v6 S7 s2 y- L0 j6 d
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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. * x) F0 d# D9 U( H" g0 R8 t
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Instead, he was told the last time that she loved him, got a hug from ( Z1 T% K6 D' v1 G7 [, {0 I1 Z
her, put his helmet on her so that she can live, and die himself... 5 u8 N/ Z% i9 X+ p
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Once in a while, Right in the middle of an ordinary life,
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