I went to kindergarten in the Public School Annex. I found this while purging some old photos. I see Frankie- my protector, Wendy, who bought me the prettiest blouse for my 6th birthday, and Kathy, who, crazy as it sounds, is still my close friend. The reason decluttering takes so long is that I take a trip down memory lane with each box. But is that a bad thing?
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