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            Brian wandered through the town centre with a befuddled look on his face. He never liked buying presents for his wife. While Amy wasn&rsquo;t exactly picky, she was still a woman. Anytime he tried to think ladylike, he always went too far. Flowers that smelled overpowering. Chocolates that cost more than a phone. And so many things that were pink, they pretty much filled the spare bedroom. This time was going to be different. He had been