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Driving Both of us said nothing We had to leave the house Stopping I looked at him and he at me I smiled he nodded "She is not my Karen," he said, "I lost her last May." I pressed the gas and the car moved forward So are we
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Feb 3, 2020
Feb 3, 2020 at 2:44 AM UTC
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Driving Both of us said nothing We had to leave the house Stopping I looked at him and he at me I smiled he nodded "She is not my Karen," he said, "I lost her last May." I pressed the gas and the car moved forward So are we
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Feb 3, 2020
Feb 3, 2020 at 2:44 AM UTC
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