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the date it was late when my date entered the kitchen closed, but the waiter served We had gateau with white wine, but he refused to give me red wine as it doesn't go well with cakes she drank a whole bottle and got giggly at an outdoor kiosk, I bought two hot dogs, one with mustard, the other with ketchup, I ate both; she was in the back throwing up. I was not in a good mood when she refused to come to my flat, the rain didn't help I walked her to the bus stop, and she caught the last bus back to her parents

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