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no, despite what I wanted
to believe
for the sake of
fantasy merging with
reality
she was not the
infamous killer
Leatherface
She was just an
ordinary girl
holding a
human face with a bit
of hair
It was clearly something
very precious to her
“The only thing I have
left from my
father,” she said, turning
it from one side
to the other
and back. “It used to cover
his face and it never
was something pretty. But
what did I know at the time?
I was just a kid.
He came home drunk as usual,
but this time
he was also beat up
real good.
Some friends roughed him
up after he
sold them a bad tip at the
bets. That’s what I
understood later in life.
I loved that man
like any daughter loves her
father.
I didn’t know he was bad
because…
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Daydreaming as a profession 
You are good at telling stories 💯 percent perfect ＼(^o^)／
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Thank you! ʘ‿ʘ
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╰(＾3＾)╯A pleasure
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Thank you so much, Bogdan, for this extraordinary story. Much appreciated! 🙂
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(˘⌣˘)ノ Pleasure’s all mine, Terveen! 🙂
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A riveting ode to an abusive husband and father, and a slightly mad daughter. I would’t expect anything less from you, Bogdan. 😉
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Awww, thank you very much, Jai!
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My pleasure, Bogdan. 🙂💙
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