She's thrown out tons of stuff and yet this...thing is still in the basement.It's full of plastic flowers and is taller than me.
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She's 91. I'm 36. It was a match made in...something.
Two years ago, broke and broken hearted after the end of a relationship, I moved in with my grandmother. Tuesdays With Morrie this ain't.
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