MY FATHER, MY FATHER

I spoke or rather chatted with a friend of mine on a certain day and as we reminisced about the way her day went she told me it was more of an outing with her dad and that her dad told her she was lucky to have him as her dad. I imagined what their outing was like because I knew the father and I knew the daughter, no matter how little the knowledge. It wasn’t hard to tie that […]

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