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Yes, I vaguely remember that my aunt called him a charlatan, but I ahve no idea why she said that. I did not ask why she said that or what specific facts contributed to her negative opinion of him. That could be a heavy cruse for asking too much about that, so sometimes it is better not to ask further.  

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Yes, you could probably explain a few things about whichever Ben, what did he say, in about 10 minutes offline, and then what? No need to uproot myself over that stuff. Why should try to encourage this pandering to the lowest stereotypes of white girl? Maybe you think you would have an easier time running for president of Guatemala, what with all those stories about the independence bell and whatnot, but anyway, they might be even meaner to girl candidates of any shade, so what about that/  

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Yes, some days don't you just want to strangle those horrid little Sanchez monsters? And all to facilitate  their wicked Dulcinea jokes, thus to distract from the story of their own mother, as if I did not know to avoid that subject forever. Why don't you focus on deporting them? As if I should care either way. That wasn't my problem. Shut up! 

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Yes, that is easy enough to note, that the Stones were in Uruguay, and also the Turnbulls were there at the same time. I only remember one story that Shari T. told us about Kenton, and beyond that I do not care to comment online, because anyway, it was all about Shari's opinion of them, not really anything to do with me, not that I asked for that. And later, I was hearing online, Shari saying that she is never going to talk to me, I am not going to get any information from her, I should not regard her as a possible source of information about Uruguay. Ok, fine. Not that I asked. And did he not marry some Catholic girl anyway? So he is already gone, not really someone to talk to about who knows what. So who cares what Sherry thinks? She should not be talking that way, it gives the impression that I was asking questions about them. Not really. If people want to talk, but if they don't, that's fine, too. 

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Yes, not intentionally intending to explode, but anyway I cannot handle any more of this deceit and abuse from the vulgar, F-bomb spewing monster. There is no deal. Never. I hope you get saved eventually, but that is up to Jesus, not really something that I can make happen on my own strength. 

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Yes, that is sort of weird, your odd obsession with Debbie who I have not seen since forever. Why is she pretending to be a high school classmate of ours? Perhaps she would have been a star in Mr. Peters' typing class, had she been there. But anyway I have no memory of her being at my high school. I only remember the Debbie from junior high youth camp on whom I should have learned to never waste another word. That is all that I can say about Debbie. Of course we all know that Debbie is not a rich person and has no reason to go around crowing so loudly about her non-existent money and political influence. It does make us wonder why she needs a crew of wicked evil Persian witches to cover for her. What wicked thing did she do anyway? I had no thought of her, so you would have to tell me. I just have no idea. 

And then there was all that chatter about the bullet hole that divides Hondures from El Salvador, so maybe she was one of those people. How would I know? Nobody tells me anything.     

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Yes, I would have told you about it, but since all the phones were tapped anyway, might as well post it on social media where everybody can enjoy the game, instead of only one wiretapper. 

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Yes, I am not feeling any need for all this stupid drama about land ownership. So what if I do not own land? If I did own land, I would die later, and my nephews would be my heirs, so wverything wile go to them later, eventually, for them to later do something with, so why all of this ridiculous soap opera about land power? 

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Yes, I vaguely remember that years ago they lived in Florida, but moved to Arizona after his sister won the lottery, perhaps to be nearer to the lucky ones. That did not seem to last forever, because later they were living in Missouri or Texas, I don't understand what happened there. Families are not required to explain their private business or how they settled their private wininngs or losings. Needless to say. Obviously.  

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Yes, I vaguely remember during the time that I was living in Fullerton, for some reason I forget, my roommate Laura wanted to go visit her Ethipian friend, and for some reason I was recruited to go there with her, and he worked at some library farther west, or else that was their agreed upon meeting place, I forget how far away in the urban jungle that was, and we went to the library and we, or rather she was talking to him about something. Yes, it was noted the unique appearance of Ethiopians. So that was interesting, but you would have to ask Laura for details. I do not remember anything specific about that.  

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Yes, nice to hear that you have enough toys at hand to keep yourselves entertained and not have to bother me again. 

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Yes, I have to admit that I was avoiding them, and quite successfully so. Thus I am surprised that anyone would notice that because anyway it really did not matter that much. I am just a nobody so why bother them with my questions about things that I had never thought of before? It was enough to get good grades and read books, I had plenty of books. I never cared to learn more about your high school experience, weird that you would be so interested in mine. 

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Yes, I never really go to any place that would require myself to be carded, so that was sort of weird that you would make a joke about your fear of being carded. That would actually not be funny. Who would even think of that? Many things are lawful but not all things are expedient, as the Good Book says. 

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Yes, I vaguely remember that you were telling me online something that I had not known about during high school. Oh! One of my high school classmates, whose surname is Castro, coincidentally to my mind because anyway that is a fairly common Hispanic name, actually is a distant relative of the late Fidel. Oh, I was surprised to hear about that. I had no idea. She seemed like just a normal person, right? Just another Cuban exile although her family having chosen another country than the U.S. for her new home. Myself not having known about that, I cannot imagine what there would be for me to say about that. Our Spanish teacher also was a Cuban exile. Incidentally. But anyway, there would be nothing that I would need to say about that, right?    

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Yes, there was that family photo of my aunt delivering her speech, but I was not there at the time, oubt of the country, so I really cannot comment on the comments of the speech or whatever she said. I just have no idea what that was about. And who wants to know? Since we do I have to copycat somebody's speech? Not my problem. 

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Yes, that was sort of not very interesting to hear someone talking about the food fight table in the college cafeteria. How they leave slop all over the carpet later for the cleaning crews to deal with. I am sure the cleaning crew would have another idea about that, but anyway, I was probably there at the time either way. 

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Yes, I was interested to hear more about how you are going to find me dead somewhere, and how you are supposedly going to find my ex strewn on some backroad to nowhere. I had heard that sort of obliquely, but not really seeing who said that leaves me curious to learn more about how that would happen. Maybe you could elaborate. 

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Yes, I vaguely remember when I was 8 years old, our family was living in the city of Guadalajara, Mexico while my parents were attending the language school there, learning the Spanish language, and at that time the Cunninghams were a missionary family who lived nearby. I thought that they were stationed permanently in Mexico, but who knows where they ended up later. I have no memory of them beyond the age of 8. There was a time, a few years later, when we received a chian letter from someone, and we were to send on copies of the chain letter to other people of our acquaintance, and then probably they would send on the chain letter to other people and so on and so forth. We sent a copy of our chain letter to the Cunninghams and who knows what else happened after that or where else the chain letter was sent letter. 

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Yes, that was sort of weird, when I was working at Boca, how our publisher imposed upon us a duty of defeating Smith, even though I had no idea why. Smith won the mayoral election anyway that time. But it was obvious that our publisher hated Smith's guts, from reading the editorial articles that he wrote, that was all I knew about that. Later, a few story assignments illustrated his personal hatred of Smith, but anyway, why should I care if the man's name was Smith or Jones or any other surname from the country club that refused to admit his application. Beyond the movie starring Jimmy Stewart, "Smith Goes to Washington," perhaps there is some older New England mythology not so familiar to me, but that is never explained in a clear way that would make any sense. I do not work for them now, so there is no reason for me to gratuitously promote your law practice for no reason. 

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Yes, that was an odd combination I noticed in the B-52s, they having a Wilson and also a Strickland (my grandmother was a Strickland) and some other people, who knows what they really are. And so what? Who knows what sort of twisted idea they would have, nothing personal that I would need to discuss with them.