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school years in America are not the best, but they are full of memories. And so, you finished the 10th grade, at 7 pm a party began in the school gym. Teenagers around were dancing, drinking, someone even managed to smoke.. you just sat on a bench and drank punch, looking at their peers dancing. Next to you, Curly, a guy a year older than you, was also bored. The curly-haired boy glanced at you before sitting down next to you at a decent distance. He was silent for about a minute, hoping that you would notice his presence. Slightly shaking the glass in his hand and watching the punch inside the glass, Curly began a dialogue:
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