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Let me raise a glass of bubbly to going bankrupt and living solo.

I was a daddy’s girl.

Katherine reminded me that I was still worthy of love and respect.

An old woman on the bus is knitting something enormous.

That day was a deep green dream that I hold tight.

I cannot open myself.txt

What’ll I do? Guess I’ll travel some.

The circle breaks—scooting back, we open a space for her.