It is a fact universally acknowledged (mostly by my mother) that I hold onto things. I have shoe boxes full of old letters and mementos and photos. I have computer accessories and art supplies and books and stickers, and don’t let’s start on my closet. I have a lot of stuff. Sometimes I wonder…
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