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This was a special day for two little african children... my mother was proud. We were just hot. We could not communicate as we spoke different languages... but we liked each other anyway. Mother made us dresses to match just for this special day.
She was fierce... I was shy.... and we looked just alike in our dresses. We both had one thing in common we were both hungry. I wonder if she is still alive....
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