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Morning comes with a narcotic buzz as I eschew my uniform for a He-Man T-Shirt and joggers. A fraught quarter hour is spent selecting which toy to take in (the collective judgment can be harsh) then off into the riotous grin of the last day of term.

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drunkenkind

46 / M / UK

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drunkenkind

46 / M / UK

Published: Dec 18, 2020
Time: 1m

Tags: #advent #childhood #school #lastdayofterm

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