I didn’t have a home. Is that what you wanted to hear? I don’t have a family. I mean, that’s the big secret. Are you happy? Huh? You gonna feel sorry for me, now? You gonna hold me close while I tell you that I had to change homes every two years? I had a bad childhood. Big deal. I don’t need your sympathy, ‘cause I’m here, and I’m living on my two feet like I wanted to. That was my dream.

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