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*Omnia *** pretio.* The door slammed like a gunshot. His life had just left him. No respite. Now he had to learn how to live with a whole new life. *It's always something.*
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Aug 18, 2016
Aug 18, 2016 at 5:41 AM UTC
Existential Divorce
*Omnia *** pretio.* The door slammed like a gunshot. His life had just left him. No respite. Now he had to learn how to live with a whole new life. *It's always something.*
mike-essig
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Aug 18, 2016
Aug 18, 2016 at 5:41 AM UTC
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