On this day, 34 years ago, Quentin was born. The world is a better place because of this event.
It is a little hard for us to believe we are practically mid-thirties already. We both still feel like we are in our early twenties, and many people still think we are too.
Tomorrow morning, we finally leave on our long-awaiting break. Both of us need to get out of the city before it drives us to homicide. The past couple of years have been rather hard and long, and the break is so overdue.
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