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Harriet Harris circa November 13th 1935 May 4th 2005

Harriet Harris circa November 13th, 1935 - ~ May 4th, 2005 (untimely death sentence ordained ~ early February 1935) Test teasing prophylactics embarrassing purchase never made at local drugstore unsurprisingly, obviously, invariably... birth control taboo subject, best to ignore subsequently intercourse awkwardly coordinated, consummated, completed extempore hence bun in the oven bon jure yielded unicellular spore while in utero ~ early/mid February I ain't exactly sure nineteen hundred thirty five - dirt poor Harriet Harris, fourth, last born fetched vicinity Coney Island offshore by stork, became favorite progeny begat courtesy Morris, and then swore celibacy forever more Rebeckah Kuritsky heretofore harbored inchoate genetic fore boded, encoded, inscribed deadly mutations housed, fetched, dispatched and bore flawed BRCA1 and BRCA2 genes sketched affecting circumscribing her allotted mortality orbitz equaling about three and a half score unknowingly, unsuspectingly, unwittingly, her biologic fatal demise indelibly etched. Breast cancer first brush sounded death knell Harriet approximately clocked fifty plus underwent grueling radiation plus chemotherapy carcinoma eradicated allowed, enabled, provided breathing spell reprieve accentuated, galvanized, punctuated... newfound zealous zest almost nothing could quell significance pray tell new lease on life to sell lib berate cherish, relish, whish each precious moment thwarting pell mell adversity with bon vivant elan and gusto to issue rebel yell kickstarting, making breast livingsocial aye bell, especially after despite... er... well her double mastectomy, she looked fabulously swell courtesy silicon implants slight downside reconstituted racked busty bosom susceptible to ooze gel. Many years post remission telltale diagnosis, viz ovarian, despite requisite hysterectomy emotionally did impale, she instinctually, intuitively, invariably, yet quiver and quail against impending demise 24/7 did assail guardian angel(s) of no avail, nor did yours truly proffer nurturance resentment smoldering within this male red hot poker anger lambasting me peppered with ultimatums to vamoose, never got resolved ensuing estrangement deterred reaching out to embrace, hearing raspy fading breaths exhale, miserably tethered with tubes when she did severely pine ail and grievously bewail corporeal essence ashen pale awkwardly, helplessly, stupidly... I stood formidable grim reaper foe whisked mother to Elysian fielded dale.

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