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Apr 2
When I was smaller (before the x-rays) I couldn't reach anything on the top shelf anywhere. I was alone except for the people who followed me everywhere. I had a mole on my nose that my brother fed to his snake. Beastly little mole, like a chinchilla except not as gerbil-friendly as a real gerbil.
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