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I was walking down the street of our little town. The sun was shining in that nice indirect, fall-golden-afternoon way and a little breeze stirred the trees. 40. I'm getting there in a few weeks and I thought about being this age and having
a mini van
a little beer belly (man, if they told me I'd always look 5 months pregnant after my third child just around the midsection, I would ha…
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