That was the last I could remember for what seemed like forever. From the train heading to Sheffield to some massive looking, fit-for-a-king type of room in the middle of nowhere, it was clear destiny had presented me with a birthday gift way ahead of schedule. And it indeed was a gift. It was just there wrapped in shinning paper with bright colors sitting in front of me and whispering "...open up". I could not resist. I tried to but I couldn't.
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