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“Do you have secrets?” her voice rang in my years like an ambulance alarm, only more melodious. “Uh…yeah,” I replied, staring at the hem of my soiled skirt.
“Do you have secrets?” her voice rang in my years like an ambulance alarm, only more melodious. “Uh…yeah,” I replied, staring at the hem of my soiled skirt.
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