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me. He did not touch me. He did not even smile in a way I could point to and say, “There. That is the problem.”
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me. He did not touch me. He did not even smile in a way I could point to and say, “There. That is the problem.”
Maybe I was imagining it.
Maybe I was too sensitive because I had spent my childhood being moved from one room to another by adults who called it care.
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