"Where am I?" asked Spurlock. “It was your own fault,” she exclaimed. I'll call for you after lunch. His first wife. The sun was setting when she carried the metal garbage can to the curb with their remains in it, where they sat underneath the stale chocolate cake that Sheila had thrown away and a pile of mildewy lettuce. That’s— that’s my private life.
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