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I Didn’t Cry at the Bus Stop
The day was mine! A whole day (as much as six or so hours can be counted as a whole day) stretched out in front of me. I could do whatever I wanted. Now what?
The day was mine! A whole day (as much as six or so hours can be counted as a whole day) stretched out in front of me. I could do whatever I wanted. Now what?