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Maddison looked at the teenager, stunned, and asked, "Were you at the park?" Ana turned, fixed her gaze on him, and demanded, "What do you want here?" Ana looked like a wolf eyeing its prey. =====Maddison and Camilla's House===== Camilla was about to go upstairs to comfort the little one but noticed Alice was already calming her down; she decided to wait and see how things played out. Emilly looked at Alice with teary eyes as she saw Alice adopt the same posture and wear the diaper. "How do you manage it?" Alice said, "It's not so bad once you get used to it. See how good it felt to cry?" Emilly didn't want to admit it, but... "Yeah, it was." Alice added, "I always cry, and everyone comes to comfort me; it's easier than using words." Curiosity got the better of her, and Emilly asked, "I... I... want to know your story. Is it true that you're a CEO?"

I've never understood the need for an app when you can do the exact same thing via the internet. Apps use up available memory and processing power. And having the app running in the background causes extra data usage and drains your phone's batrery.  Granted some companies purposely limit mobile web access to force users into using their app. But when a site is designed right, there is literally zero reason to even have an app. Yet plenty of reason not to.

MANY of my memories from being a child are precious....sadly maybe 4-6 are ANYTHING BUT! I literally remember the interior of my Dad's van...self customized...I was NEVER IN IT after 1973 (when I was 2) yet can describe the carpeting color, the homemade speaker boxes mounted to the walls, the "flower power" paint job...even diaper changes! So those memories are photographic, as are waking mom & Dad up at 5AM on Christmas!  I am lucky, my parents are GOOD, still alive and doing well. NEVER had much, BUT! Had what we needed. I got my ass whooped when I needed it, and I KNOW without that, I likely wind up in prison LOL...NOT LIKE I was ABUSED (today they may call it that, SADLY!) but I got exactly what I deserved. For me, I don't regress, never really did.....too many bullying incidents and one horrific incident happened after most of the fond memories, and that forever altered WHO I AM. WISH this wasn't the case, but today, I have few regrets and I have a CLEAR conscience! I NEVER laid a beating on someone who didn't either physically start on me OR a group of bullies was bullying someone who stood no chance 1-1, let alone 1-4 on 1....so I did stat those in a sense, and no, they never saw it coming. I am OK with this as I saw ME as the victim, and something inside of me clicked, which put me in "mode" where EVERYTHING slowed down except for me......I had a man begin to explain this to me and I SO WISH he would join here as I have known him for 20+ years and respect him more than most. I miss the shit out of him and many other friends.

I'm quite doubtfult it did. Alzheimers was officially recognized in 1903. The measels vaccine was created in 1963. So if the vaccing created Alzheimers, that would be a very interesting trick of time travel.

Fine by me! I HATE phones! Of course ou NEED one today...but when not using my arms, everything falls out of my hands, so phones? NO THANK YOU! Plus my phones have one INCREDIBLY SHORT life expectancy! Think I am on my 7th or 8th since '19. They HATE "swimming" (falling out of the boat, jumping in to save a drowning kid who tried to swim 400 yards across the lake in April (was underwater for 10+ seconds when i got him) and once, not realizing it fell out of my pocket while working, hearing the crunch as I backed a truck out of the garage, to see my 3 week old phone FLATTENED!  Earlier this year, while opening the pool, phone fell out of my pocket, hit the deck and bounced INTO the pool! NEVER could had bounced the opposite direction! The day the sky opens up, raining pussy, I am getting smacked with every dick on Earth, which will spew blood & puss onto me as they smack me in the head and face! Everyone else gets Selma Hayek circa 1998 snatch in their face, I get infected wang!