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Date Posted: 08:58:33 04/29/05 Fri
Author: Astrid
Subject: She hoisted her basket back up onto her hip and wrinkled her brow a little as she watched him, straightening herself out and standing to her full height. "You probably wouldn't remember me, but I'm Astrid." She didn't bother to explain where they knew one another from - it was a time that was long forgotten for most of the kids that she'd met through the centers - they didn't bother to think about the "good days" anymore because it made them hate the situation they were in even more. Herself, she'd all but blocked out that time - it had helped her develop her sense of "where I am is where I'm at" so that she wouldn't lose herself in her desire for what had been.
In reply to: Astrid 's message, " I got whatcha need, so tell me whatcha need -- I got whatcha need so tell me whatcha need.." on 08:14:10 04/29/05 Fri


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  • His head cocked to the side, one hand lifting to run over his tight corn rolls before he let out a soft breath. "Astrid..." The name sounded familiar, it tugged at somethingin him. His brow furrowed a little as he tried to think of where he knew this girl from but all he could was shrug his shoulder and place the shirt he was holding into the basket. "You should watch where your going." (NT) -- Armani, 09:18:15 04/29/05 Fri
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