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Post by Selja Hakalamaki on May 28, 2005 1:36:05 GMT -5
"That sounds good to me. Do you speak Finn or do I need to translate for you?" I ask. I finish my share of the pizza, and there's still quite a bit left. My appetite just isn't what it used to be...
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on May 28, 2005 1:36:45 GMT -5
Bassarov is somewhat shocked that this woman knows who they both are, but he has no idea who she is. He worries that this could be another admirer, since this seems to happen quite a bit.
"Hello, do we know you?"
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Post by Cambridge Brackenfield on May 28, 2005 1:38:31 GMT -5
"I only know a few words that I picked up from Sakari. So yeah, you would have to translate." Cambridge responds.
"What's a matter? Still stressed about things. I told you not to worry."
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Post by Selja Hakalamaki on May 28, 2005 1:40:24 GMT -5
"Well of course I'm a little stressed... My life only turned upside down in the last 12 hours. I'll be fine."
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Post by Cambridge Brackenfield on May 28, 2005 1:42:32 GMT -5
"I suppose so. But it isn't that big a deal, is it? You two weren't really dating anyway, so he didn't have to be loyal to you and stuff."
Sie thinks about Sakari.
"I guess I need to take my own advice. Sakari and I weren't dating. I guess he could do whatever he wanted. But it still hurts my feelings that he was with Chris..and then Bassarov of all people."
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Post by Sakari Lehtinen on May 28, 2005 1:42:59 GMT -5
Sakari raises an eyebrow, perplexed at the notion that she called him an anarchist.
"Sorry but you must be mistaken. I'm a socialist." I say, then extend my hand.
"Sakari." Says Sakari.
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Post by Hope Dayspring on May 28, 2005 1:44:48 GMT -5
"A socialist? Really?" I shake his hand.
"I am Hope Dayspring. I am a member of the Labour Party in England and was hoping to meet the two of you. "
"I wanted to try to talk you out of your push for revolution. I think this is something you really need to think about. I don't think revolution is a good idea. Everything you want from revolution can be established through reforms."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on May 28, 2005 1:46:24 GMT -5
"You came all this way to tell two insignificant socialists to give up revolution and...what, join the labour party?" Bassarov asks, raising his eyebrow. He is a little insulted.
He turns to Sakari to see what Sakari has to say about this.
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Post by Selja Hakalamaki on May 28, 2005 1:47:20 GMT -5
"Who's Cris? Nevermind, it's none of my business." I say, assuming that Cris is 'Chris,' and another guy. "I gave up trying to figure Vossya out... He promised to be more attentive, so he goes and sleeps with a stranger. I just don't get it... Am I so horrible?"
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Post by Hope Dayspring on May 28, 2005 1:48:28 GMT -5
"I know I must come off as a nut case, but you have to trust me."
"I think you really need to evaluate the potential that revolution is a gamble and you may end up making the world worse."
"I know you both mean well, but, there has to be a better way to accomplish what you envision for this world."
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Post by Varick Rommel on May 28, 2005 1:48:47 GMT -5
"Eva." Frederick begins, after a long silence.
"I think maybe you should consider your 'condition' as more serious than you have been." He says, with a deep intonation of concern.
"You should see someone, if for no other reason, than to get a perscription." Frederick says, then looks up at Eva.
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Post by Cambridge Brackenfield on May 28, 2005 1:50:16 GMT -5
"No, of course you are good enough! Never think like that! He's just a jerk. It has nothing to do with you." Cambridge says, getting a little animated.
"Forget him. You don't need him anyway. He'll just mess up your head and your life."
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Post by Eva Schicklgruber on May 28, 2005 1:51:11 GMT -5
"No, I hate doctors I HATE DOCTORS!" I all but shout and bat a drinking glass halfway across the room. "I'm sorry. Please forgive me, please..." I say as I frantically try to clean up the mess on the table as the other patrons stare at me.
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Post by Selja Hakalamaki on May 28, 2005 1:52:56 GMT -5
"You're right, but I can't just ignore it... He was special to me and I'm having trouble forgetting him." I state as I look at the ground.
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Post by Cambridge Brackenfield on May 28, 2005 1:53:49 GMT -5
"I know. I shouldn't say that. I shouldn't talk anyway." Cambridge replies.
"Things could still work out with him, you never know."
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