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Love is fragile.
But I still want to return to those times, old sport.
The freedom, the passion of those days.
Second chances are hard to come by.
It's worse now...
So you're telling me, that after everything that I've given you.
That I, have gotten, worse?
You're not any worse than when I met you, Tom...
We're just better liars now.
What took you so long?
What happened? What did she say?
Will she be there?
Expect it to be a wonderful night, Mr. Gatsby.
I couldn't possibly imagine it.
There is someone who would very much like to see you.
J. Gatsby