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Jennifer, where were our parents. doesn't matter. never mind.

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  1. waiting outside, staring at the grass, for our dad to come. sometimes did, sometimes didn't. a Sunday afternoon.

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  2. they put you thru hell, Sheri, over Kramer vs. Kramer, Will Palmer and Walid Bitar. jesus christ.

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  3. they had no clue, Sheri, you guys were one of the only divorced families in your school. Put those fuckers in the city!

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