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call me.”
I had not known I would. Now I knew. We met at a coffee shop in LoDo on Monday at 5.
I gave her a draft of a letter. She read it twice. Phoebe, this letter is clean.
It is also a knife. Are you ready to hold a knife in your family? I have been holding it for 6 years.
Cordelia, I just stopped pretending it was a spoon. She laughed once. She made continue reading …
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