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Day 7

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I've not done much for a while. Listened to a drug addict complain about how he's facing becoming homeless, regretting it all. Wondering if mom is going to kill herself next year, like she's been hinting at for twenty years now. Maybe this year will be the one. Still hearing those furious screams of that little girl, and her cries as she had to go on the floor in the closet. It must have been five years ago now. Nothing I could do anything about. Nobody who listens. Nobody who actually cares.
I should go back to aligning the labels today. Work is healthy. Work is sane.

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