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when paul sees my mother in the evenings, he only has one thing to say to her. "go 'way," he says coolly. "go 'way." i usually tell him to stop that because it's not nice, but sometimes i am too busy hiding a grin behind my hand to say anything. go on with your little rude self, you.

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