It’s Christmas Eve. I’m watching Big Brother on the giant flat screen television in a stranger’s living room. No clue who owns this house, but I’m cuddling with their dog. How’d I end up here, you ask? My friend is dog sitting. My friend is an incest survivor, like me. My friend is estranged from their family, like me. My friend is alone on Christmas Ev…
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