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Personal Narrative: A Modest Proposal
As Hannah knows, I had to take my car in for some unexpected repairs today so am a little short on money at the moment.

So here is what I propose, instead of going out for drinks, and please feel free to say no, perhaps we could do supermarket wine and pizza, or some other filling vegetarian friendly option at one of our apartments.
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