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Oct 2014
This morning my youngest of my eldest sisters came out of her room to tell me to lower my music. As I sat there , she looked into my eyes, she paused momentarily and said without knowing

"Whatever ends up happening, you're gonna be very sad and I don't know what to do about that"
Jay Vasquez
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Jay Vasquez  long beach
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