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... n like it weighed nothing, and before I could warn her that the hinges were already weak, she tried squeezing herself through the tight space between the door and Lice. It was almost painful to watch. Her huge ogre frame simply refused to cooperate with the small metal box we called my car. After a solid three seconds of awkward shuffling and bumping, she let out a frustrated grunt and grabbed Lice by the shirt.
"Come here, husband," she said, her voice softening in a way I wasn't prepar ...
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