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She felt scrawny, lanky, badly dressed in a baggy black T-shirt, sweaty, not at all beautiful; not even pretty. The stain was blood, but this was a stain that resulted from being up one’s elbows in blood! She smiled a nurse’s knowing smile. You are the High Priestess of Life. He looked up to see an ancient coach making its ponderous way down the street. She didn’t realize she was until one day she has horrible cramps and she screams for me while she is on the toilet, and then she screams for her mother. But here she met with a check. "Good-b'ye!" And with a cordial shake of the hand he took his departure. He was angry.

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