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My mother and father divorced when I was 10. It wasn't amicable per se, but they both knew that one of them had to leave or they'd end up killing each other.
All I can remember are a few memories being related to it. After about six months of spiteful bullshit from both sides they just stopped....I think my father's girlfriend had a lot to do with curbing the old man, she is a very willful lady.
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