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Like transient dogs, the kind that come and stay on a porch and leave later: the boys shifted in and out--swept up through one door and out. and They were a sorry lot They were so proficient at being sorry ( it was a wonder anyone ever accused Them at all) Suppose that was the point. remorse was Their method of shameless safety
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Jan 20, 2013
Jan 20, 2013 at 6:51 PM UTC
Apologetic
Like transient dogs, the kind that come and stay on a porch and leave later: the boys shifted in and out--swept up through one door and out. and They were a sorry lot They were so proficient at being sorry ( it was a wonder anyone ever accused Them at all) Suppose that was the point. remorse was Their method of shameless safety
A women's scorn. XP
emily-nolan
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Jan 20, 2013
Jan 20, 2013 at 6:51 PM UTC
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