it's quite a romantic story actually, when i was nine, I tripped on a rock and fell on a rock. I killed my two front teeth and was taken to a crowded hospital in beijing. The dentist yelled at me in chinese "what a little brat quit crying!" thinking I couldn't understand him. Then he told me he was cleaning my teeth when really he stuck scissors and thread into my mouth. From there progressed the long drawn out dealings with my dead teeth. this time they were putting an implant in.
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when i was nine, I tripped on a rock and fell on a rock. I killed my two front teeth and was taken to a crowded hospital in beijing. The dentist yelled at me in chinese "what a little brat quit crying!" thinking I couldn't understand him. Then he told me he was cleaning my teeth when really he stuck scissors and thread into my mouth. From there progressed the long drawn out dealings with my dead teeth. this time they were putting an implant in.
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