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Thursday, July 29, 2004 

Of all the verbs that mean to separate into parts or pieces, like 'crack', 'burst', or 'shatter', the most general one must be "break". To "break up" is a bit more complicated, but it's pretty obvious it means to separate, to go different ways.

I'm finding that going my separate way looks a lot like the way things were going before.

Words don't do the human experience justice.

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