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... was there, and I was making out with her. Then, during the movie I noticed she wasn't sitting beside me, she was two rows up, on my left making out with this kid who had stringy hair, a shaking debour, and wandering eyes. The weird thing was, I wasn't angry. Even as I was staring at the blank movie screen in front of me with people whom I assume are friends on either side, I wasn't even the ...

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