Here's the definitive translation.
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Tom and I
drove
to one of our favorite Italian restaurants last Friday night.
I had linguini with brocoli rabe.
At the restaurant, there was a very old accordian player. He sang such hits as She Bangs and Mambo No. 5 on his jaunty accordian.
Our waitress was very busy and she forgot to bring us the parmesan when she brough our entres.
Later than evening, we snuggled in front of the television and watched a disturbing documentary about The Zodiac Killer.
When I slept I had unpleasant dreams of killers and secret codes.
The End
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