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Sunday, March 01, 2009
Fishing @ market
"Let's go, Alfie. It's our turn to do grocery this time. Mama stays home with Alwyn"
"What are we buying, Papa?"
"Hm, mainly fish, I guess? Mama said you need to eat lots of fish"
"Hey look, Papa. That fish is sleeping on ice. Ain't it cold?"
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