Today, when I was sitting at lunch doing some work for Ricardo, eating my slice of cold pizza, and minding my own business, I heard someone next to me say “he wants to marry you!” I looked over and a group of four, Russian boys’ heads quickly ducked on the other side of the wall of the booth I was sitting in. And then they giggled like little school girls, and I sighed.
Got a lot on my mind about what was talked about in Philosophy...
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