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Memoirs of a person who thinks we should know less about each other

By: C Icart, Staff Writer Excerpt from my long awaited memoir, Queen of Christmas. I still remember my first day on the job as a [redacted]. What? My job is none of your business! It was a warm day, the weather was between 20 and 30 degrees. No, I can’t be more precise, or you might look it up. I was so excited to show everyone what I could do. Now, you, reader, will be a lamb and stop being nosy about what I could do. I walked right into that room, in that workplace, and I did that job.…

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