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Tuesday, October 04, 2005
Crutchless
My mother left for her umrah this morning, and won't be back until the Third of Syawal. My husband left for Jakarta Monday afternoon, and won't be back till he's built PT Peremba Nusantara.
Hur hur hur. I hate to be independent. Who would tie back my sandals for me, now?
My mother left for her umrah this morning, and won't be back until the Third of Syawal. My husband left for Jakarta Monday afternoon, and won't be back till he's built PT Peremba Nusantara.
Hur hur hur. I hate to be independent. Who would tie back my sandals for me, now?
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