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One night, while bicycling home, a drunk girl pushing me into traffic. I collided with a car, flipped over my handlebars and landed on the pavement in such a way that my face required stitches. But, as luck would have it, this was only the second worst thing that happened to me that day.
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One night, while bicycling home, a drunk girl pushing me into traffic. I collided with a car, flipped over my handlebars and landed on the pavement in such a way that my face required stitches. But, as luck would have it, this was only the second worst thing that happened to me that day.
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