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“I dropped my groceries and walked to the bathroom, to find him hiding in the shower, with a knife” Click “because they raised $12 thousand they were allowed to take pictures with the brothers” Click “they are thicker on the … Continue reading

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Short breathes and short thoughts were all that Baron could take after last night. Blah, details, blah, action, blah blah, blah blah blah. This story isn’t about Baron, his cultured lung cancer, or his imminent dementia. Its about a tiny … Continue reading

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