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The Fam

Mu uncle Franklin was a pro wrestler. He lit up a room like Nikola Tesla. My aunt Judy was a cake maker. Her cakes were tall like an LA Laker. My brother Steve played video games -until my mom Kate called him names. Kate, to her credit was a fine, fine artist. But with brains, forget it. I am the smartest.

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