So you're at your friend's house (which they own), laughing (because life becomes more and more ridiculous with each passing year) under their pergola (a word everyone present can use appropriately in conversation), enjoying a Sunday brunch (savory waffles, mimosas and coffee from a corner of the kitchen permanently dedicated to its creation) in celebration of a friend's birthday (which falls on the far rather than near side of thirty)...
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