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I assign thrift stores with retro jewelry for absurdly cheap prices. Tall glasses of cold water and bonding moments with my mum. Buying books at discount prices, blue skies, and men's ties. Sundresses and iced lattes. Holding hands and dripping cones of soft serve vanilla. Freckles and the wind in my hair.
Cheesy eggs with tomatos, mushrooms, and onions.
Babies that, for reasons I'm totally unaware of, are fascinated with watching me. A baby girl that, upon seeing me for the first time since Christmas, ran to me, arms reaching, and said, quite confidently, "Up."
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