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phone, finger jabb

whole world needs to see what

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pled throug

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s voice risi

ly speaks to me! But him? Oh,

e forward again, d

too long, a candid shot of us laughing clo

acts with her son? Or is it how she

sinuation han

ying to steal his future, I tell y

with years of perceiv

life, and she' s trying to take everything

tream, visible on his screen, we

avish attention on her husband's br

art perfectly, thoug

ation was live,

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