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Feb 2014
have you ever stared at someone so long their features start to change and blur, and for the first time you notice the dust that has gathered in your father's tear ducts?
Kay Reed
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Kay Reed  F/ohio
(F/ohio)   
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   Nat Lipstadt and Clare Talbot
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