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Lifestyle: Lurking (Real)

My grandmother called on the phone and “Harold” sat downstairs. My friends and I got ready before we went to the bar. “What should I do?” The lowering cadence of my grandmother spoke onto the other line. I put on my robe and I sped-walked two flights when I saw Harold cross-legged in his black polo […]

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