I wonder if my daughters played the kind of games at their parties that we did. Though there isn't much we haven't talked about over the years, back then I never asked.
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I've been thinking about the tears of joy, that feeling of choking up, the chill up the back of the neck, of sympathy and empathy, for a few decades.
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