I cooked. Crepes.
This day I drove her for glasses so she could renew her driving licence.
She passed.
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A serial accumulation of memory, incident, consideration, reconsideration, personal discovery and attempts at truth. It is intended for my attention and that of other interested persons If that changes, I will extensively re-edit. Warning: I attempt to use inductive logic.
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