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“Words would just jump out of my mouth before I even realized what I was thinking. I was told in no uncertain terms that this was not the way we treated our elders, or anyone for that matter. Our culture is about the respect for everything around us. At that time, they didn’t realize I had Tourette’s.”

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Book:The Light of Winter
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