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like I do. Also thank you for not letting my dinosaur eat alone.” Below was a drawing: a table, a lot of people, a green dinosaur, and a little old man with a cane saying: “Needs salt.” Then I cried. A lot. Not just a little. That night, when everyone left, I stayed alone in The Decent Soup House. I washed the last plates. Put away the bread. Turned continue reading …
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