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It was a really good Monday for being a Saturday.
He ordered his regular breakfast. Two eggs sunnyside up, hash browns, and two strips of bacon. He continued to look at the menu wondering if this would be the day he added something new. This was also part of the routine. A few seconds of hesitation to see if something else would be added to the order before demuring and saying that would be all. It was the same exact meal that he had ordered every day for the past two years.
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copy: He ordered his **regular** breakfast. Two eggs sunnyside up, hash browns, and two strips of *bacon.* He continued to look at the menu wondering if this would be the day he added something new. _This_ was also part of the routine. A few seconds of hesitation to see if something else would be added to the order before demuring and saying that would be all. It was the same _exact_ meal that he had ordered **every** day for the past two years.
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Beach-combing replaced wine tasting as his new obsession.
The external scars tell only part of the story.
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title: They improved dramatically once the lead singer left.
Their argument could be heard across the parking lot.
The wave roared towards them with speed and violence they had not anticipated. They both turned to run but by that time it was too late. The wave crashed into their legs sweeping both of them off of their feet. They now found themselves in a washing machine of saltwater, getting tumbled and not know what was up or down. Both were scared, not knowing how this was going to end, but it was by far the best time of the trip thus far.
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copy: The wave roared towards them with speed and violence they had not anticipated. They both turned to run but by that time it was too *late.* The wave crashed into their legs sweeping both of them off of their feet. They now found themselves in a washing machine of saltwater, getting tumbled and not know what was up or down. Both were scared, not knowing how this was going to end, but it was by far the best time of the trip thus far.
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title: Their argument could be heard across the parking lot.
Flesh-colored yoga pants were far worse than even he feared.
Patrick didn’t want to go. The fact that she was insisting they must go made him want to go even less. He had no desire to make small talk with strangers he would never again see just to be polite. But she insisted that Patrick go, and she would soon find out that this would be the biggest mistake she could make in their relationship.
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copy: Patrick didn't **want** to _go._ The fact that she was insisting they must go made him **want** to go even less. He had no desire to make small talk with strangers he would _never_ again see just to be polite. But she insisted that Patrick go, and she would soon find out that this would be the biggest mistake she could make in their relationship.
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title: Flesh-colored yoga pants were far worse than even he feared.