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Why do we yell at each other
She told me about the place was sold. I thought the money was from the car. But it wasn't. When I told he that she lost it. Yelling at me we had to fix the car. I really didn't know what she was talking about. I am glad it was sold not like the other places they just closed them down. written and Posted 7/28/08
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