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Panic At the Food Bank

Panic at the food bank where people are numeric Disorderly behaviour brought wildly hysteric Fits of frenzied actions triggering great fear pushing, shoving all around with piercing screams in ear. The lady was in queue as were the rest of us then suddenly her water broke and oh my gosh- the fuss! Now all are fine back in line and many are impressed how ideal the babies meal made from mothers’ breast.

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