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I do not want to be here.
I Lived in Poverty with Amnesia for 13 Years – Until One Day, a White SUV Pulled up to My Tent Under the Bridge
When the girls saw each other, they both froze.
Flora looked at me for a long time and then at Riley.
Finally, Flora said, “This is messed up.”
I almost laughed from relief because it was so painfully true.
