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I began to tug at my plain grey cardigan, I still remember back when Jessica gave it to me. It was the only gift she ever gave me... and it was my most prized possession. It was my safety blanket, it symbolised our friendship; tattered, tired, and more important to me than most people think. If you are easily triggered, DO NOT READ THIS BOOK
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