-the notebook:
-"Noah!
Why didn't you write me? Why?
It wasn't over for me.
-I waited for you for seven years. And now it's too late.
I wrote you 365 letters.
I wrote you every day for a year.
-You wrote me?
-Yes.
-You...
It wasn't over.
-It still isn't over.
-Oh...
You got to be kidding me...".
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