for our final English project last year we had an essay and it had to be around 800 words and this one guy in our class only had 400 so he copied the words he had and pasted it in white below it

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At first one, then another, then almost every member of the crowd touches the three middle fingers of their left hand to their lips and holds it out to me. It is an old and rarely used gesture of our district, occasionally seen at funerals.

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when two of your friends have an inside joke and mention it in front of you and they crack up laughing and you’re just sat there
that is one of the worst feelings in the world

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