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Twins are 1. Sam is walking. Natalie screams unto a police whistle. Virginia is too smart for her own good. Brenda is a Saint. I miss my family. We're moving. As long as I don't anger the Layout gods and screw myself out of work. No pressure. Virginia manged to twist the knife every time she said "I miss you Daddy." Moving is going to be a total bitch. For Bren. I get to find someplace in this overpriced Beehive to live. Is there anyplace in L.A. that does not have gangs? or homeless? or a lack of left turn signals?
Into the Abyss.