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As if Tomorrow is Not a Promise (part 3)
[Arthur]
If someone had told me last month that having a party would lead to my wedding I’d have laughed in their faces. But I guess that just goes to show you that sometimes destiny has other plans.
Now here I am, standing in line at the Clark County Marriage Bureau, dressed in designer clothing purchased just that evening, holding my ID in my right hand, and in my other hand, the woman of my dreams.
The line is long. Apparently, it is impossible to make an appointment to get your license here in Las Vegas. You can get it online, but I didn’t think that far ahe
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