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Last week on our day off, we went for a walk. As we were returning, we saw a man cleaning out glass from the back of his van. His rear window had broken. I pointed it out to Peter, making sympathetic noises, before starting the trek back up the four flights of stairs to our apartment. Peter soon left me behind on the stairs. He was really legging it. I knew, when this started to happen, that he intended to get back downstairs as quickly as possible to help the man.

When Peter returned...

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