MEMO: 011217
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This part of the description is for my siblings who somehow gave a shit and started to read this book: DON'T READ IT PLEASE. I'm super embarrassed and would prefer that you didn't read it. But if you do, don't mention this memo to me... ever. Thank you.
This part of the description is for you guys!
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That's right, you don't get a description because feelings have an infinite possible ways of being described. So please, go ahead and read this memo if you dare.
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