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Headlines "I Hate (Love) You" by pochipeach I hate this uncomfortable, lumpy bed with the broken springs. I hate the lulling late afternoon when boredom is more contagious than neopox. And I especially hate that awful blue shag carpet that reminds of my own dull blue fur. "Lindy, dinner's ready," my sister Claire calls from the kitchen. She says it in such a pleasant way that I can't help but be annoyed...
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