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When I moved back from college briefly to my parents place for a few months my mother made it very clear: I could work, and she'd let me stay for free, and if I claimed benefits, she'd bill me full market rate for a room and board in our town.
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Overhead, the Albatross hangs motionless upon the air,
And deep beneath the rolling waves,
In labyrinths of Coral Caves,
The Echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand;
And everthing is Green and Submarine
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