Tuesday, June 17, 2025
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20250617 Cookie, Sprirz and i met at Biscotti's home. Others were there as it was his going away party before he flew to his home country.
Near the end of the party, Spritz said, " they didn't tell you?" Everyone stopped to listen. "The dogs are dying." He was referring to Cookie's sister's pups. Everyone's heads bowed in respect.
A while after the party, it was just me and Spritz, alone. "What's wrong?" He asked, noticing I was wistful and sad.
I gave him my response, beginning to cry. He pulled me to his shoulder, his arms held me in a hug. "You can always tell me what's wrong. I'm here for you."
After I let go and wiped my tears, calming down, we talked about his website and what shows were entertaining.
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I was on a mass-transit vehicle, looking out the huge window.
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