| A Stroll Down Memory Lane |
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 | Im 52, Rose. Im so goddamned old and ugly. Remember how good-looking I was when we met at age 17? Remember how fit and strong I was? | |
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| Man, Life has really kicked the sh#t out of me. Remember how funny I used to be? How unique and creative I was? So vibrant and full of Life? | |
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| Yeah. Good times...good times. | |
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