DNIHello, friend, cohort, neighbor, lover or what-have-you. I would like to tell you a story about myself. It's a story that didn't happen too long ago, but it has had a powerful affect on me in a way I'm not sure I can even explain. Though I will try my best to give you as many details as I am able, I also wont push myself to make any up. I know you've probably read that before, somewhere, as I certainly have, but that's just how it is going to be. Take it, leave it. I do not care either way.
Anyway, the story. That's why you're here, after all. I'd like to tell you a story about... I suppose it isn't about myself so much as about myself and s DNI
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Hidden MemoriesRain falls on a lonely dock off the west of the United States. It's winter, it's cold and it's most certainly wet. Despite all of that, a woman waits near the water's edge. She is fair and beautiful, more so when her age is to be considered. Not an old woman, by any means, but her high school days are far behind her. Once a wife, twice a mother, soon a new grandparent and currently my lover. She stands still upon the dock, the pier, and waits. Long red hair slowly grows damp and heavy with water. Camera clenched in a firm grasp, once hobby now quite the small town business. As with the many times before, there she is.
Now I, a much younger g Hidden Memories
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