Dear worrier dude
Just wanted to tell you that quite frankly your track is shite. I've managed to get through the fencing into the middle of the field twice now and I've stuffed my face with grass. And now my fecking stomach hurts. I blame you ENTIRELY.
We were meant to go for a hack today but tbh I just needed to sleep and let my tummy feel better. Your fault.
Frank
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