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I guess I could start bringing my service dog out with me again... but then I feel guilty eating in front of him... and they always sit me at the bar (really... cuz a bar is REALLY where an alone married chick wants to be right?) and he is not old enough to drink yet.
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There’s been many a crooked path
that has landed me here
Tired, broken and wearing rags
Wild eyed with fear
-Blackmoores Night
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