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Honey, take a picture of me opening a present. HEY, it's me, the dog, remember me? What's going on? Huh huh?
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Some mornings I wake up from this dream about a friend I haven't seen in 20-odd years, and my chest feels hollowed out with longing for him, for that connection. It feels deliciously right and disappointingly sad at the same time. It's a mystery.
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