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with my box of loves.
There was one tall, big American who came up to me and asked for a donut. I declined (as graciously as any decline possibly can), half expecting him to wrestle one away (donuts bring out the worst in people, especially donuts from this factory.) His friend, equally tall and large, asked for another. I protected my donuts, as any new mother would. If we got into a brawl, I think I could hold my own. For half a second.
cedele
yingzi at tcc
23.12.2007
passing of the year;