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The disruption from her priest reminded that her that rather than give in to her sinful desires, she should arise from bed and began her daily chores. Like a good woman should, she spent the first few hours preparing lunches for her husband, the breadwinner, along with a few brown bags for the half dozen kids running around the trailerpark. Not all of them were hers, but hell, she had played the field....
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