Glody – Again
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in the winter of her forty-third year It seemed logical then, she thought, since she was squarely middle-aged now that she finally had the courage to put her thoughts on paper for the world to see. Don’t they say that women become braver as they grow older? Although she hadn’t found that to be the
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She is sitting in traffic. Again. Despite the fact that she left the office late to avoid such traffic, and despite the fact she left even later than usual because she was waiting to file a pleading the attorney hadn’t completed, she still pulled into the highway into immediate stopped traffic. Of course, by that
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