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Last published Thu, Apr 23, 2020
ℤ𝕦𝕥𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕤 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕛𝕒𝕡𝕒𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕖
𝔸𝕕𝕚𝕖𝕟 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕤 𝕃𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝔽 𝕚𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕀𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕙
𝕙𝕠𝕨 could someone so healthy end up like this?
how could someone so happy end up here?
That is what was going through these poor woman's minds as the ambulances drove away from their house.
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