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I took a long draw on the sweet cigar, lamenting that the snow had kept my family from their daily visit.
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My mother would always tell me, when my brother was swinging on our swing set outside that I should join him sometime to get some fresh air.
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When my father left, my mother started to loathe him, but awkwardly she also started love me more above my brothers and I thought that it was due to my resemblance to dad.
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