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Sticks and Stones

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me. I remember learning to say this as a child if someone at…
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Sleet, snow, and temps in the teens. We wouldn’t let her leave because we knew what she didn’t. Pretty Girl showed up for a slumber party one Thursday night. We wouldn’t let her leave Friday...

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me. I remember learning to say this as a child if someone at…
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