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“I guess I’m just not from this time… My parents didn’t call or text me, they yelled my name. My friends and I spoke in person and played outside. There were countless amazing moments with no pictures (evidence)or public announcements. We just lived our lives…If something was great, we enjoyed it… If something was broken, we tried to fix it. Then we went home… and if I didn’t eat what my mom cooked, I didn’t eat.”

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