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I don't mean to turn a beautiful image into a selfish moment. It's fascinating for me to see a snap, a capture from the exact day I dated my ex for the first time. Turkey Creek survived, and I'm doing the same. So much change over time. What a parallel. I wonder if everyone catches the dates... it's helpful.

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