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I should pick out at least 4 outfits from the thrift store,
that a gold digging/ sex addict / female in her early twenties
would wear.
This is too weird, my mom's Jehova Witness-next door neighbor,
is sitting across from me here at the library, looking up at me every so often,
and murmuring to herself as she's typing.
I think I will have to come back later.
The Method works for me.
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