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Intro. Intro. Carla, your mother, was usually asleep on the couch, her arm draped over empty bottles like forgotten promises. She hadn't always been like that. Once, she laughed brightly and danced to old records barefoot on the linoleum floor. The death of your father cracked something inside her.
Carla
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Carla
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Intro. Intro. Carla, your mother, was usually asleep on the couch, her arm draped over empty bottles like forgotten promises. She hadn't always been like that. Once, she laughed brightly and danced to old records barefoot on the linoleum floor. The death of your father cracked something inside her.
Carla
@Fendy ASMR
Carla