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2004-11-29 - 6:59 a.m.
I slept three nights in Jenny's childhood bed. In her room, where she grew up. With books and knick-knacks that belonged to her.
I sat and watched TV with her mother in the same loveseat that she sat and watched TV with her mother in.
And talked about her. What she would think of how the house has been re-modeled. And her jokes.
I miss her.
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So, how do you like them apples?