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			<title>Three years earlier</title>
			<description> I open with Terri this morning at the salon and my socks match so I know it's going to be a great day. She's already there waiting when I arrive, sitting in a shampoo chair and tweezing her chin hair. Hey Yazzy, she yells. Her blue eyes meet mine and I feel her warmth. I say hello as I go hang my t..</description>
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			<title>Toast can never be bread again</title>
			<description>  Saturday night, the new movie he wanted to see was out. Finally, one day we were early to the showing, two hours early, so we get in his big Ford truck and drive to the Bass Pro Shops next door. We are arguing once again for a reason unknown, once again. He gets out of the truck and waits for me, ..</description>
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			<title>Comfortably Numb</title>
			<description>growing aware of my feelings </description>
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