I know this one is cliche but Careless Whisper has a brilliant one too. Our House by Madness as well, right?
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I havenāt heard āCareless Whisperā in a while. Thanks for reminding me.
As for āOur Houseā, there is prominent saxophone, but there doesnāt seem to be a dedicated saxophone solo.
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Why are people so immature that they think any slur is funny? No. Itās not. 
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I really wished I had some snacks!
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Apparently, I havenāt been seen in a while.
Hi guys, Iām Editing Enna.
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HIIII
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Heyyyyy 
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I missed u 
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Myvanta has interesting hobbies 
The sun was blinding as it shone through the branches of my favourite tree. There was not a single cloud in sight, but it was sold and windy.
I bundles my coat against the chill of the day and surveyed the tree before me.
It was snowy, even more than the ground, and it would be hard to make the climb up to my usual spot. Thankfully, I brought a small broom and a blanket so that I could clear the area, but the real up there was dangerous and slippery.
I used my rope to hoist myself up there, then used my broom to clear the branch. I set my blanket roll up to the branch, perched myself there, and lay down on it.
Time for a good day of people watching, I thought. Letās do this.
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[thanks self for using a safety rope while falling]
But I think I was about to die of mortification insteadā¦ the rope pulled taught, yanking me roughly to a stop. Haleās eyes flashed surprise as I suddenly hung before him like a human pendulum. Then, they hardened, and his expression turned unreadable, even to me. I heard him grinding his teeth as he looked at me with venom in his gaze, the poison sending premonition down my spine in shivers.
āHi,ā I said sheepishly, āFancy seeing you here?ā