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don't like what happens to my text when I paste it into the email for a query submission. Edited this as I figured it out . . . as much as is possible . . . which isn't much . . . but oh well.
I'm thinking too much.
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A Millennial romp through Jane Austen
A few years back I wrote this story about a fifteen-year-old girl named Frankie drudging through a very complicated life in a fictional sm...
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Took my daughter to an ortho today. Perhaps you know the pain . . . money, money, money falling out of you like water. She has a lovely smil...
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