Piggy in the Middle
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Last published Mon, Mar 4, 2019
You know those little impulses you have? That small, quiet voice in your head, telling you to, "just carry on," annoying somebody, or demanding that you "help that woman struggling with her luggage!"
Well Pippa is definitely well acquainted with them.
Some might say she was too well acquainted with them. To the point of being schizophrenic.
She would say that he's a real person. Not just a voice, a living, breathing thing with a physical body. A body she is soon to be acquainted with.
Who do you believe?
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