When you have a birthday day with your "let's have birthday days" friend, and you find this quaint spot for lunch and you sit out on the patio under the shade with a little bit of sun,
and you finish it off with the first cone of the season, under the gaze of fields of corn, and all of this atmosphere just gives you an excuse to have good time, together, but then it is not done because now you are neighbors and so after a little bit of a break you go back up the street, to watch a pretty terrible movie, but then you lounge on couches until your eyes start to twitch, talking about all the things.
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