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I thought I saw my mom this morning. I uh, I was coming in from feeding my peacock

Argus. And I could have sworn I saw her watching me from my bedroom window.

You got yolk in your hair, dear.

Can you shift a little? You're pressing on my ribs.

That's birth trauma. Breathe through it.

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