Today I bumped in to Petra on my way home from the shop. I was feeling like shit, so she took me to the pub to have a glass of wine to cheer me up (it worked – and I assure you, it had nothing to do with the wine!). Another time when I was feeling like shit, she came down to Richmond Park with me, where we walked in the forest, spotted deers and I forced her to pose for me in a field of ferns. This is what friends are for. Thanks for being there for me.
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