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A girl and a boy were on a motorcycle, speeding through the night. 2 `6 ^( L% f! X
They loved each other a lot.
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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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7 C( y; S# X, e6 _5 ]Girl: "please... it's so scary." ! i5 n% _8 w+ d, v
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Boy: "Then say that you love me."
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) R f8 ?( e: I' s& J, `Girl: "Fine. I love you. Can you slow down now?" 1 h% C( M& r) P8 J! k: H/ I. C0 w; W
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Boy: "Give me a big hug."
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The girl gave him a big hug. * ~- `. g) r* b4 {
' a2 }$ K1 Z- t2 H% a4 nGirl: "Now can you slow down?" 2 b! {. t" V, p% Q {, e6 [3 p
# u# h j" L6 p* mBoy: "Can you take off my helmet and put it on? It's uncomfortable and
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The next day, there was a story in the newspaper. A motorcycle had 9 N2 w7 Z/ E [7 j' ~
crashed into a building because its brakes were broken. 9 e3 s9 F6 z- ^1 d! b
There were two people on the motorcycle, of which one died, and the ( J& F+ Q- }+ l c0 I3 w
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.
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6 T4 l* j, i9 U* n; K! ^Instead, he was told the last time that she loved him, got a hug from ' m0 ?% w2 K0 J4 P6 f
her, put his helmet on her so that she can live, and die himself...
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; o5 W5 J9 N' M. ^' e4 ?1 ]Once in a while, Right in the middle of an ordinary life,
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