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Almost take off a chunk out of your finger when you try to use a knife.

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Oh wow, don’t they look happy in that picture? Oh, that’s sweet, they are still together! OH, AREN’T YOU SO HAPPY THEY ARE HAPPY AND IN LOVE HAHAH YAAAAA!!!

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When you live in New York, everything starts to have sentimental value. If you’re here long enough you won’t be able to walk down certain blocks because of reasons x, y, and z. You collect memories like a hoarder. Everything means something.