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The one thing that belong to her and the kids, the holiday they had to insist on celebrating mostly alone always punished for , like any thing else ,every year.
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I am walking by a roadside on a cool autumn evening in my best dress holding dance shoes in hand, hoping for a car to get home faster from a disaster of this date.
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