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Everything Must Go, Day Three

[I’m shoving every piece of marginally reasonable text that I meant to turn into a daily entry onto this site as I’m in the process of moving across the country. I’d explain where this is from, but a lack of context is important in the trenchant daily experience.]

After we had talked to Sarah for a minute or two she exclaimed “Oh no! I forgot my dress! I’ve got to run home and get it.”

Things don’t change that much.

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