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inding proof of bribery, fraud, and perjury, home on the dirty subway with the filth and ge alongside its tracks was not the recipe for one’s spirit. But, coming home was always ing and re-invigorating. It stretched my soul. It me strength to continue the uphill fight, not so for myself, but for my sons, for my unborn ndants and... for the house itself. The place d me, embraced me, always. Studies of eys have shown that receiving affection ves one’s mentality and life! This fine house and n did improve mine. As in any love affair, there are ups and downs. an get annoyed or irritated by some habits of oved one, but then, who is perfect? A house erfect either. I accepted that. We had to get to each other, not just in the beginning, but also he inevitable changes that occur as one ages. The tomatoes I had canned in glass jars after
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