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“You really won't know where your home is until you meet your own kind and realize you're both playing the same game.”
― Shannon L. Alder

“And no matter what
closet we were thrown in,
up what river we were sold
for an embarrassment,
or worse, traded
for a bottle of gin--
we’d carry on in
playful stitches, friends
‘til the end…which came
sooner than wished.”
― Kristen Henderson, Of My Maiden Smoking