If you were me, and I were you, I would not be wasting time in asking when I am so clearly unable to say. I would be out. I would be searching. I would know you well enough to know where you are usually found and so I would go there because even if you did not find me there, perhaps you would find people whom had seen me, and perhaps they would know where I had gone to.
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I was a very good friend. Occasionally.