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Youngest Memory
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I have a hard time justifying 'memories' as just that. I think I remember my parents dropping me off at the babysitters so that they could go to the hospital to birth my baby brother (I was 3).. but then again I may have been told the story so many times that it seems like a memory.


I had stolen pizza 8 minutes ago...
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