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It’s over 90 degrees this Saturday. In July, it’s always like that.
It hasn’t rained yet today. In North Carolina, it always does that.
We’re inside my apartment in Carrboro. Jen is at my computer, looking over her resume.
She’s quiet. She’s never
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