Look, if the goddamn sun does not kiss my goddamn face by this time next week, I'mma become an astronaut so I can get within finger-wagging distance.
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Manuel, it's entirely possible that when I see you in Portugal in a few weeks I will be so blinded by my love for the golden orb that I can't even say hello for several moments.
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