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it’s sad isn’t it, doc? guys like us… a couple of middle—aged men who’ve allowed their work to consume their lives. the only time we touch other people is when we’re wearing our latex gloves… we wake up one day and realise that for 50 years, we haven’t really lived at all. but then all of a sudden, we get a second chance… somebody young and beautiful shows up, somebody we could care about. she offers us a new life, with her. but we have a big decision to make, right? because we have to risk everything we’ve worked for in order to have her. i couldn’t do it.
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Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting,
The perfume and suppliance of a minute; No more…
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