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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. "
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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."
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Girl: "Fine. I love you. Can you slow down now?"
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) @" _* M' |9 W2 s r( uBoy: "Give me a big hug."
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; E9 J, V, a8 R+ a" qThe girl gave him a big hug.
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Boy: "Can you take off my helmet and put it on? It's uncomfortable and
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( e% r& H" ~$ d% }+ D) SThe next day, there was a story in the newspaper. A motorcycle had
: d X! [5 n2 x& j, Ycrashed into a building because its brakes were broken.
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other had survived...
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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. & H( w& F3 K! ^! C/ S4 o
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Instead, he was told the last time that she loved him, got a hug from / V' _7 o( F* P4 E0 F5 l
her, put his helmet on her so that she can live, and die himself... / w3 I) q/ {" s3 K. O) @
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Once in a while, Right in the middle of an ordinary life,
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