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			<description>i must be missing the part where we became friends.The two of them were sitting in the far right, in a corner at the very back of the auditorium. Andrew was sprawled out on two chairs, her eyes closed as she waved me over to where they were sitting. No one else was back there, instead they all mig..</description>
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