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"I promise," he smiled as he sat down once again to eat his meal.
"What time are we leaving since you told me to be here by noon, but it's like what? 1145?" Asked Paul between bites of the pancakes.
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So life gave you lemons. Dilemma is...make lemonade, pie, or squirt life in the eye? I say do all three if you have enough of them.
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