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finally, the people at that table know too.
The gate was open when I arrived on Easter Sunday, and I walked through it carrying a pie, and no one was standing in the way.
That was enough. It was everything, in its way.
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finally, the people at that table know too.
The gate was open when I arrived on Easter Sunday, and I walked through it carrying a pie, and no one was standing in the way.
That was enough. It was everything, in its way.
ADVERTISEMENT
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