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Well, what now? You have no job. I have no job. Wanna play Jenga?

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Maureen Johnson
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: February 16
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A pause while my mother made high-pitched sisterly devotions of gratitude.
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English rain feels obligatory, like paperwork. It dampens already damn days and slicks the stones.
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