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” “Would you like to be a boy?” “I wonder! It’s out of the question, any way. She was still laughing for about five stabs when she finally that she was bleeding all over her brand new linoleum floor. She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground.
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