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Wednesday, September 10, 2003

You came to see me on my birthday though you fell ill. I made you go to the doctor's and we found you've got stomach flu. You were so nauseous you could hardly eat anything; it was the first time I ate more than you. Yet you kept me company despite this. We didn't really go anywhere or do anything, but this is by far the best birthday I've had in years.

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