Mom, Dezma, and Diego came to visit me today in Austin. We observed the sad lobsters at Fiesta while my neice and nephew had their daily requirement of sugar filled by churros, coke and what not. My Mom can't resist spoiling them or their teeth. Since I've been without my Mom, I've realized the dire importance of my need for her reassuring comments. I need the support she offers. I can really understand why some people weaken to stress. Having someone there is vital to staying in tact. The drag rats look different.
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homeless people: people who don't have anyone.
specifically: drag rats are the numerous homeless kids and old men that populate the drag.
I knew you were going to miss mom as much as she is missing you. It only makes the meeting in between that much sweeter.
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