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But between her issues and my friend's dangerous experience of last week, I'm kinda weary, deep down in my bones. I don't want any of this to be happening. It's all too real. Suddenly life seems terribly fragile and fate seems capricious. And I feel helpless.
So I'm getting a pedicure. It seems like the only logical thing to do.
I hope things work out.
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