perfect
Martina and I went out shopping today. It was fun trying on stuff and looking around. But the best part was sitting on the Esplanade's roof talking over warm cups of Starbucks' hot cocoa, with the wind whipping my hair about.
And when the fireworks started, nothing mattered anymore.
And when the fireworks started, nothing mattered anymore.

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