My 2004 memory was tearing my ankle while running down 17th Avenue hill (just west of 14th St) so I could check out the boobi...er, join in the fun. I ended up needing surgery on it.
Totally worth it.
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We may curse our bad luck that it's sounds like its; who's sounds like whose; they're sounds like their (and there); and you're sounds like your. But if we are grown-ups who have been through full-time education, we have no excuse for muddling them up.
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