In 2016 we drove to the coast with forty dollars and one cassette. It got stuck in the player for six years. We never fixed it.
He said: "Wrong turns are the scenic route, statistically."
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I still order two coffees.
I drink both.
Friend eulogies fail by becoming resumes: loyal, funny, kind. Your friend was not an adjective list. Write one night — the one you both cited for years — and let the room see exactly what is gone.
Pick the "eulogy" mode, put "the friend you'd call at any hour" in the first field, and let the restraint do the rest.
In 2016 we drove to the coast with forty dollars and one cassette. It got stuck in the player for six years. We never fixed it.
He said: "Wrong turns are the scenic route, statistically."
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I still order two coffees.
I drink both.