"You drug me into this mess. Now you gotta fix it."
"The older we are, the more we think we deserve."
"She likes a view, but she likes to sit with her back to it."
"I wonder how long I'm going to torture myself with this."
"Don't worry about it, they're loaded."
These are conversations heard over the last couple of days, mostly made up, imprinting themselves on the psyche like hatchlings in spring. Here is another one: "April showers bring May flowers."
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