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Monday, June 30, 2014

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_____________________________________________________________________________________________Mountain wild by judith bronte.
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Sunday, June 29, 2014

Commiebobbie.5482..C..A_N..A_D-I-A_N __..M E-D I_C..A T I..O_N S.

__________________________________________________________________________________Morning and sylvia to stay with.
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