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I thought so...
she didn't know I was there
she was arguing with somebody
on the phone
she threw it onto the table
and ran upstairs...
I knew I shouldn't
I couldn't help myself
I picked it up
it was just as I'd suspected
there was a large scratch
on the veneer...
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