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Summer was ending and I was attending a party in an apartment on East 2nd street owned by a friend of a friend of a very close friend of mine. The afternoon was very cordial and ever so drunken and little by little the party slowly drifted up to the roof. Everyone was happy and laughing and elbow to elbow below the reddening sky. But I was becoming a little nervous because as I edged closer I noticed there was no railing around the roof. Then, suddenly, I was shocked to see a long lost love of mine heading straight for me through the throng. Her name was Caroline and she was beautiful and I was still ashamed of the way I had mistreated her. Without a word Caroline looked me straight in the eye and removed a scissors from her purse. Then slowly and carefully she cut the pocket off my J. Hilburn shirt and brandished the little patch of cloth above her head. A silence feel upon the gathering when she said, “This is John’s heart.” Then Caroline stepped to the edge of the roof an let go the patch and we watched as it slowly drifted to the street.
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