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stages with symptoms, christina says. like this time right before you can again,
while after a voicemail tone, my mother leaves me german chocolate cake, a hunter green convertible car, and a thousand dollars (not too much you see). these things are fiction-willed to me in the hours between the time i call her and the time the restaurant bar closes, but she should have willed steady sleep.
