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I wake up everyday half dressed yet naked to the world's scrutiny of being a 20 year old father.
I grip the steering wheel the cold rushes through my fingers and down my spine I am awake. The drive is... Posted by on Fri, 16 Dec 2005 12:23:00 GMT
