March 9 – scratching noses at the barn. I’m allergic and I shouldn’t, but I do anyway.
March 10 – Sunny spring day on the Eastern Front.
March 11 – Beth’s class is learning about [...]
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March 9 – scratching noses at the barn. I’m allergic and I shouldn’t, but I do anyway.
March 10 – Sunny spring day on the Eastern Front.
March 11 – Beth’s class is learning about [...] You tell me you lost your job and can’t afford to refill your rescue inhaler. Then you tell my partner that you smoke 3 packs a day. I know it’s hard to quit. I sympathize and don’t want to be judgemental. But maybe, just maybe, instead of buying 90 packs of Marlboros this [...] |
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