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Jul 2014
Don’t be so harsh on them. We are all secondhand treasures. Each of us bruised and battered in some way or form. We’ve just gotten really clever about hiding our dings and chips. In the end, we’re just looking for somewhere soft to land. And you know what…living in reserve can be so exhausting. So go on and smile. Who knows, you may just brighten up someone’s day.
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