Stupid Shit You Care About

My dad died on me. There's ceramic chicken we've repaired a dozen times. It was my mother's. The banker dude was just here to evaluate the trust. Apparently, I was defensive. I'm supposed to hide the good stuff. I don't care about the valuable crap. Instead, I'm worried about this dumb chicken.

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