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Sometimes I’d sit in the bathtub and let the water rain down on my satisfied body until I felt like I was taking a nap in the womb. The water never went cold and we only turned it off when we wanted to, not when somebody came and yelled at us for running up the water bill. It was our bill and we’d run it up and happily suffer the consequences.
There Will Be No Miracles Here: A Memoir
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