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My best friend, who I'll call "Frankie" for this, have been buddies for three or four years now. We've gotten to the point where we don't care if we know secrets about each other, and we don't care if we drink out of the same glass. Every time we hang out, there's nothing specific we do. We just...exist together. Sometimes we don't even talk, and that's okay. An example of this is one of the days we had gone to the dollar store down the street from each of our houses and spent all of our money on random little things. We went back to his house, went down into his basement, and recorded an episode of our own podcast. Nobody knows about the podcast, and nobody but us listens to it, and it's great! He fell asleep before me, and I stayed awake until the sun came up. I was just messing around on my computer and drinking one of the Arizona teas I bought until the sun came up. He woke up, we ate breakfast, and then I went home. A normal day and night for us, but it was worth it. We enjoyed ourselves, and in the end, that's all that matters.
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its written in third person, maybe third person omnicient
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you can tell by the way there are no personal pronouns such as i me and my
The answer is B .-. Or A i never read the book/poem
Seems pretty clear it’d be the Middle East, unless I’m missing something.
