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Dec 2019
I had a huge *** of sugar water boiling overnight.

After several days, the police knocked on my door

for several nights to ask if I was alright.



I wasn't, of course.

But what could be said?


They didn't care.

They were just concerned if I was dead.
T R S
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T R S  29/M
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     J J and Allison Wonder
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