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| | However: The Boy from Restoule (Site not responding. Last check: 2007-10-24) |
 | | He was my brother’s best mate, the boy from Restoule, Ontario and I crushed on him something terrible in the sixth grade. |
 | | Upon his turn, the Boy from Restoule came up to me and brilliantly smiled, as if to say, “Hi, I know you, I like you…you’re my buddy’s sister!” I nervously said, “Hello”, then wrote his first and last name down from memory. |
 | | Stunned, he shyly smiled and acknowledged outright that I was in fact my brother’s sister (hard to miss: I was a shorter, fatter, bespectacled, female version of said sibling). |
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