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Art's dentist appointment is an emergency - she's in pain and he is trying to make her feel guilty enough to cancel it so she can go with him to his routine appointment. Sorry Stopdog, no sympathy for him here.
Your bff's is an entirely different situation.
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'...
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in
The world's turning wood,
For my sawn, splay sounds,)
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Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue
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