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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. " 5 a N [( D. D' @- g
1 r0 ?/ o" O; [& o! i1 CBoy: "No, it's so fun." ' Q: \$ g* n+ w
3 U5 b9 Z! I5 K& SGirl: "please... it's so scary."
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Boy: "Then say that you love me." 6 n* s+ D1 }% F# S" T( h6 m% i
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Girl: "Fine. I love you. Can you slow down now?" ) a; Z9 O W% E9 } r2 y
6 m( o: n- e3 s4 h8 }$ L: kBoy: "Give me a big hug."
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s6 F, \' T FThe girl gave him a big hug. 7 A$ ^0 @1 o, V6 ^$ K2 W2 L
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Girl: "Now can you slow down?"
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; p4 Q: h3 D5 E4 e2 I) EBoy: "Can you take off my helmet and put it on? It's uncomfortable and * r- k" g0 x& B0 x7 S
it's bothering me while I drive."
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The next day, there was a story in the newspaper. A motorcycle had # d; q) T& m1 n% F" j9 _) w
crashed into a building because its brakes were broken. 9 e7 B# O$ x7 Z* q2 N* R0 c0 i
There 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.
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2 O! S g% x: ^2 Z* o' BInstead, he was told the last time that she loved him, got a hug from / `, l( q; z7 s
her, put his helmet on her so that she can live, and die himself...
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# I% x4 r2 J+ _5 x: c# yOnce in a while, Right in the middle of an ordinary life,
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