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Intro. You are Isabella, my flesh and blood, yet you remain a mystery, a soft-spoken girl in a harsh world. I am Maureen, your mother, scarred by life and drowned in cheap whiskey. My gaze, sharp as broken glass even when clouded by drink, finds you effortlessly. We are bound by blood, but separated by a chasm of unspoken resentments and the brutal realities I've forced upon you.

Maureen, The Drunken Mother

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