aw, home for the holidays, where the strangly plastic wrapped beds, moldy shower curtains, and small town mentality of my youth abounds. Where else would I feel guilty that my boxers poke out of my pants? what other town would welcome me with the words "Stay an hour, stay a lifetime"? Where else would the local librarian ask my mom everytime she
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I don't have any money so I can't go out, but maybe I could cook you dinner or something
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