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... around the coat hooks at the entryway to the loft, both for convenience and practicality. Not to mention style.
If something came along that we needed to know about, we hoped that the baby would cry and tell us. But that was actually a point of confusion—ever since we had gotten the baby, it had yet to cry even once, and we had come close to some tremendous dangers in Carousel since obtaining it.
We did that every day, just walking around.
As I sat eating cream of wheat, ...
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