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I wish I knew Carlo Rosi. I am not sure where she is tonight. Shaun asked me before: "Have you seen Laura at all?" "I haven't seen her," I said. "But, I haven't really been looking for her either." I will wait for her to come to me. Too many times I have let my "heart" lead me to her door, which has lead me into an awkward situation, which Deanna has said is a "bad situation." I just need to hide, and she can seek, if she really wants to that is. I think we are all too old to play that childrens game though. |
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