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My Goldilocks Paradox

Yesterday, Jeff, my big brother, took me to breakfast at Penny Ann’s Cafe. Waiting for my Eggs Benedict with home fries and toast, I snapped a selfie with Jeff. Jeff looked great. His smile was warm and natural. I, on … Continue reading

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