I forgot to tell you about the part where I got drunk at the bar last night. I thought about calling Jane, but I called Sally instead. You probably aren’t surprised. I stumbled out of the bar, and once again went to look for the ducks in Central Park. When I broke Phoebe’s record I realized that maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. Now I am heading home to say goodbye to Phoebe, in case anything ever happens to me.
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