It's hard to say why with some people you could talk all day and all night, while with others it's a struggle to find enough to say during a single course at diner.
Friendship
How sick I am of thinking about money all the time. It's like and hideous disease destroying energy...contentment...joy...(...)It's depressing how money is always at the beginning and end of things.
Money
An unhappy ending makes it literature rather than romantic fiction.
Literature, Irony
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