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I am not only happy, I am in love, probably for the first time in my life. The girls name is and was Trine. I have not seen her for 45 years. She may be plump and unhappy by now. I don't know. What I didn't know was how problematic my relation to women should be for the next 40 years or so. Would I have been happy with Trine. No one knows.
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