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| So we met in a bomb shelter and I was immediately enamored with her tie-dye pants and overall style. There were a number of conversations in which Janea yelled at me for hours on end and I progressively offered words of personal insight only to be responded to with even more passionate yelling. In this way, our friendship blossomed and developed. That is the story of our love. It is a bunch of rants. |
