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Saw some teenagers walking along the road a few days ago, one walked across the street right in front of me, surprised me enough that I almost hit her. Turned around to tell her she was going to get killed, and the whole group starts yapping how you have to die from something, can't live forever, blah, freakin' blah. I tell them it is fine if they don't care if they die, it is their life after all. Problem is, that the person who runs them over and kills them will feel like it is their fault, and feel guilty about it, likely ruining their lives. Waste of breath on my part.
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She was the kindest person I ever met
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