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Thursday, July 23, 2020
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It was Beverly. It was early. She got back too soon and caught me. It didn't have to be, but she disgraced me in a way I doubt I'll ever forget. Chiding me with her ridicule, sentencing me to a monastery of denial…the isolation…oh, I did it, but damned if I admit it.
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