Fine. Good. Don't come back. I don't even think of you. Let me tell you something, my love, things are happening around here. A young lady asked me to dance. When the big guy wrote out this year, he had my name all over it. Things are starting to come around for yours truly. I've had offers to take my passion elsewhere. I don't think of you, that often. Let me tell you something, my golden arch classic cheeseburger, the tide is young; that's all I'm going to say. You know, I know seniors who are inspired!
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