Fri 23 Jan
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Clue:
She would from that day forward wrap twine around every sliver of evidence she could get her tender blossom of mind on, she didn‘t desire — fame, popularity, fortune (though she wouldn’t so much mind,) she wanted redemption for being herself, the ability to stand in this room without the slightest hint of cower. She needed respect, earned in her own way, carefully and honestly.
