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Last Thursday, I called my Mom to tell her I met a beautiful, knitted-capped, apple-cheeked, gold-toothed Queen named Mana and she told me Mana means "gift from God." I told Mana this yesterday, but she already knew...The baby is Samantha. She is 3 months old. Two Fridays ago Mana said goodbye to Daniel, an 8-year old boy who she had raised since infancy. On Monday she started this new 'job,' i.e., Samantha. Of course, it's not a job...it's a baby / human / thing / sponge...but it is a job, too. Samantha starts crying when she is on any other chest than that of Mana's...
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