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"Yup! Ready to navigate?" He smiled as he finished zipping up an got out to wash his hands. Paul continued to whistle random tunes all the way back to the hotel, but he kept making random turns here and there and even tried to talk to a light pole.
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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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