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we were allowed to keep any item we could draw perfectly. mothers counted cigarettes and fathers died in threes. no one had a sister but all
her hidden talent. on the hand of god, the scissors I lost…
we were allowed to keep any item we could draw perfectly. mothers counted cigarettes and fathers died in threes. no one had a sister but all
her hidden talent. on the hand of god, the scissors I lost…

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