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LPM -the 8 am friend

 "Yes, that's it," said the Hatter with a sigh: "it's always tea-time, and we've no time to wash the things between whiles.” I used to believe that eulogies were pointless after the person was not there to hear them. But a person ceases to exist only when the people who loved them no longer remember them. Oscar Wilde famously said "The only thing worse than being talked about is not being talked about." How will her kids know what a badass their parent was? How will people who met her later in life and who probably saw her when she was a responsible member of a functioning society know that she was capable of flinging lemon juice on friends and be gleeful even thirty years later?  But where does one start with a girl who was a mass of contradictions? First of all she would object to the usage of the word mass, neither was she obese nor did she belong to the cattle class, she had royal blue blood coursing through her veins of course.  She was author...

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