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we were driving one of those "driveaway" cars across the country for a guy in new jersey who sold a screenplay about a maniac bear ("think Jaws but with a bear" he said when he handed us the keys). right outside of Pocatello, a tire blew. it was valentines day. we spent the afternoon walking from the garage to a strip mall down the road. you told me to wait outside and you went into a drug store and bought me a sappy hallmark valentines card. it was the sweetest thing, given that you are not into sappy. or hallmark. i kept that card for years but lost it in the fire. i think that was the last valentines day we were so innocent. remember?
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