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I pull at the strands of his shirts, his sweaters and his jeans. I become a seamstress and know he will come to me. He buys new clothes instead.
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Oct 7, 2018
Oct 7, 2018 at 11:21 AM UTC
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I pull at the strands of his shirts, his sweaters and his jeans. I become a seamstress and know he will come to me. He buys new clothes instead.
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Oct 7, 2018
Oct 7, 2018 at 11:21 AM UTC
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