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ost_uid0]My first memory is being about two or three and reaching for a brightly colored glass on a cabinet and then breaking it. Although this memory is pretty much fragmented, no pun intended.
The first [i
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See, I was evil even at a tender young age. Muaa ha ha ha ha. Â
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