Broken in two
When I was in elementary school, my mom told me that my friend’s parents’ car was broken into. I don’t remember exactly when I figured out that it wasn’t split into two pieces, but I do remember it took me longer than it should have.
When I was in elementary school, my mom told me that my friend’s parents’ car was broken into. I don’t remember exactly when I figured out that it wasn’t split into two pieces, but I do remember it took me longer than it should have.
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