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My Dad Told Me To Pack My Things And Beg On The Streets On Thanksgiving Night

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you’re doing well. Love you.

Then my mother, who typed the way she always had, in complete sentences with punctuation, as though texting were a form of correspondence that required the same formality as a letter: Emily, your father and I would love to speak with you today when you have a moment. We are very proud of everything you have accomplished.continue reading …

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