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ed onto a large screen. Most were for Nathaniel and

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about your personal life. W

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ed. A new hashtag started trendin

location. Nathaniel and Gabrielle were in the front, still trying to project an im

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n for at least 10 seconds with

, manipulative game. But as we entered a long, dark tunnel,

against his. But I hesitated. Was

m the tunnel, flooding the interior with

my seat, disapp

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t just hold it. He interlaced his fingers with mine, a firm,

f the front-seat cameras,

Gabrielle about some new spons

so did the millions of

fingers locked together.