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"what? I think I eat with enough manners and what's a gentlemen? You mean your dozen forks and dozen spoons with twenty different knives?" He retorted as he slowed down his eating. "For Daniel's food I will wait till I am at the hotel or where ever we are staying at."
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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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