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"Of course." She smiled genuinely. "I will bore you with our progress, as you bored me with the progress of your baths." She chuckled, jesting. A little. She had been sick of hearing about them by the end - and not even her immutable love and affection for her husband could save the conversations that focused on architectural plans or the quality of different slave crews.
"She will, I'm sure." She nodded firmly and shifted around to face him, sitting cross-legged on the grass. She raised her hand to stroke her son's back tenderly. "I'm sure she has ideas of her own, do you get a sense that Caesar will listen to them?" She asked, genuinely and then pre-empted his next question, "And no, I don't know who is on her shortlist - or if she even has one, but as you well know your sister is a woman of conviction so I suspect she has some plans or ideas at least." She chuckled. Calpurnia was a truly formidable woman - both in bearing and in personality. It still grieved Horatia that she was unlikely to ever be a mother, although it was not outside the realms of possibility, and resolved to encourage her two teenaged children to spend more time with their Aunt.
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She smiled at her husband and reached up a hand to squeeze his thigh. "Thank you." It was more than she could expect from her husband, to offer his protection under the law for what was - undoubtedly - to be a gaggle of women with nowhere else to turn. Calpurnia and herself had freedoms given to very few women by virtue of the formers life as a Vestal and Horatia's three children, but it was still not enough.
She nodded as he spoke, raising good points. "It's an idea, but not one we need to explore immediately. Calpurnia and I would like to do as much of it as we can without Imperial...or male sponsorship." She gave Aulus a wry smile, "But of course I shall come to you should I need help. As will your sister, no doubt, given this is likely to be her primary focus." Her eyes narrowed a little on her husband, "Has Caesar given any indication of a potential husband for her?"
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That it wasn't a formal arrangement would help sway her father...potentially. Although he'd likely be more excited at the prospect of a connection to an Imperial rather than the value Horatia could add to such an arrangement. She did quirk her brow though as Tiberius continued to speak.
"Why would you not wish for your counsellors to gather together? Does one giving you advice on a topic without the others somewhat negate the value of them?" She asked, her eyes narrowed but her face not unkind. Her mind just worked too quickly, sometimes and was already thinking through flaws and issues with his plan. Considering his breadth of people he wished to recruit, she nodded her head. "It is a good spread. And I'd be pleased not to be the only woman." She glanced down as the child kicked and shifted in her seat to a more comfortable position. But a sly smile drew on her face and she glanced up. "Of course, if you'd be willing to wait a few months," She tapped her fingers on her bump, "Then the question of asking my fathers permission is moot. This will, if the Gods will it to be healthy, be my third child." And Augustus' laws would grant her the most freedom afforded to a woman should she and the child survive.
"Out of curiosity, may I ask what sort of issues have been brought up to you thus far?"
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"For Quintus Augustus." She nodded, confirming and smiled softly, stroking a finger over her son's forehead in the nursemaid's arms. "And thank you, that's kind brother." She'd expect nothing less from her older brother of course, traditionalist as he was. The nursemaid dutifully moved to show the newest addition to her brood to her nephew and niece as Aulus arrived to greet her brother.
She smiled at their warm embrace and arched a brow. "And no congratulations to your sister who bore him?" She jested and then gestured with her head to the garden; "We have wine and food laid out but Titus, why not show your cousins around the domus? Stay out of our offices, but I'm sure it's changed since they were last here."
Children safely escorted away she herself moved out into the soft light of the garden. It was shaping up to be a beautiful day and she drew to a stop, gesturing at the men to sit first on the couches that had been dragged out to fill the garden. Somewhere in the distance one of the fountains trickled. "How was Achaea, brother?"
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She smiled softly and nodded; "Exactly." He understood it perfectly. It would help women, genuinely help women but it would have the benefit of helping the state by keeping its women, its child bearers out of infamia.
Turning to his question she sighed and led her head back against his knees; "Yes of course. Teach them a trade so they can start their own businesses perhaps? Find them a role?" She smiled a little. Not all trades were suited to slaves; nannies and such.
She chuckled as he spoke to Quintus and murmured her agreement. "I trust you can handle them for me my love." Few people would be willing to cross Aulus even without the protection of Consulship. "I wonder if any Imperials would like to get involved." She mused, "You know I speak to Tiberius? I can perhaps ask if his twin is interested."
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Horatia cast her son an unimpressed glance as he finally appeared, breathless and flustered, practically skidding into the atrium from the street. All she had to do was quirk a brow and out came the apology; "I-I was just with Lucius Fadius and time ran away, really the slaves should have reminded me-" Horatia held up a finger and her son stopped his rambling, straightening out his tunica as Calpurnia smirked next to her. Teenagers. If they weren't running late then they were needling one another - even the sweet, well-mannered Calpurnia Horatia. She cast a glance to Quintus, asleep in his nurses arms and she briefly longed for all her children to be tiny, newborn sleep thieves. "You are lucky both your father and uncle aren't here yet." Aulus was in his tablinum, finishing up some business that was pressing and Publius was likely on his way. Titus, embarrassed, merely nodded and cleared his throat, mumbling an apology to his Mama.
And it was clearly Fortuna's bidding that he should have skidded into their domus when he did, as Publius was merely moments behind. The slave announced him and then, in a sea of fine white togas and beautifully coloured chitons, in walked her family. It was all she could do not to embrace him. Publius had been her solace growing up in their home, her favourite - that much had been obvious to all in the domus - and she had missed him more than words could say on his sojourn to Achaea. Instead, she stilled herself - ever the composed, perhaps austere woman - Horatia could hold her nerve. Her daughter and her son did likewise (she'd clearly moulded them in her own image) as they gave big beaming grins and inclined their heads to her brother. "Publius." She managed a laugh and then before any further talk, moved swiftly to lean up and kiss his cheek in familial greeting. She pulled back after a moment and swept her eyes over his children. So big! "Spurius, Lucia, I trust you remember your cousins? Although," She smiled wryly, "You have yet to meet your newest. Brother, this is Quintus." On cue the nursemaid stepped forward, the bundle in her arms.
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Horatia chuckled as her husband made his apologies in his own Aulus-type way. She pushed herself to kneel and then shuffled to turn herself round so she was facing, stretching her legs out next to the chair and leaning back on her palms. "You should never just keep to politics my love."
"And I think his name is Tiberius Calpurnius Arrius, he's the son of one of your freedmen clients - a clerk to an Aedile. We thought he might be useful in procuring a location and dealing with the city officials." As despite the fact that both herself and Calpurnia had the maximum amounts of freedoms a woman may enjoy in Rome, some things were still beyond even them. She sighed and narrowed her eyes at him. "But you do not object to the idea itself?"
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"Well perhaps I should consider joining their order if you continue to needle me or drone on?" She said with a lilt of amusement in her voice and a sharp glance in his direction. She loved her husband deeply, she truly did, but sometimes he couldn't help himself from being right. And sometimes, for a woman like Horatia, it grated. Deeply. "If you have plans, do not let me get in your way, I was merely giving you my opinion which you are welcome to do with as you wish."
She sank her head into his hand as he traced one of the twists of her simple-enough up do. It was moments like this she was glad of marriage; both for the practical sense (it really was so much cooler to keep her hair up off her neck) and for the joy of these simple moments. "They should be trembling deeply." She chuckled and shifted around so she was leant against his knees, "We wish to buy a small place, perhaps near Juno's Temple itself...for women..." She cleared her throat, "In trouble...pregnant, in need of help and few places left to turn. Plebs and freedwomen and such. It would be a place where they can learn skills; literacy, needlework, cooking, midwifery skills perhaps..." She glanced up at him. "I imagine few men will support such an endeavour, but we will need to frame it that if we do something like this now then we can help them...and their children so they do not turn to something darker." prostitution, crime etc. "I am not asking for your permission," She gave him a small smile, "Nor my fathers given I don't need that now and nor does Calpurnia...but I do need to use one of your clients, and trust you will support it?"
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Horatia was grateful from his vantage point above her, her husband couldn't see the roll of her eyes that she gave him. Yes she had listened and yes she knew he wasn't planning some great grand temple, but that wasn't the point. The present one was perfectly serviceable and didn't need to be rebuilt on a whim. She could see his heart was in the right place and indeed, the project was likely born out of love but it was misguided to her.
"I would suggest a smaller building, to the side. A few beds perhaps and a midwife in residence. Something simple and small. We shouldn't be encouraging women to give birth there, after all, which a larger temple and dedicated facilities might do. Then you could leave the Temple and grove untouched, and not risk irking the priestesses. They may not have been much use or help but I equally don't blame them for it. Many of them, I imagine, have devoted their lives to this. How could they know what to do when they've never born children?" She asked and tilted her head up. "Do you wish to know about our charitable project?" She asked and kept her hawkish gaze on her husband, "Mine and Calpurnia's?" Given he hadn't asked for any specifics, perhaps he was too distracted to countenance it.
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"It's not about the money..." She interjected with a sigh, but then he moved onto Felix and she followed the meandering curves of the conversation with him. "I would be happy to have him here, you know that, but perhaps he'd prefer some freedom? Literal," She chuckled, "And metaphorical. He was born here, spent his life here besides those years away with you, perhaps he'd like to see what else Rome has to offer?" She could see that perhaps that would be a frightening thing, but Felix deserved to spread his wings and see what else was out of his reach.
She glanced up as he spoke, and noted the sly expression on her husbands face. "I would rather not have a hand in it, I would rather you not do it at all but alas," She quirked a brow at him, "You were right, you're not asking for my permission, you're asking for my forgiveness." Aulus had many admirable traits, but being headstrong was not always a positive. "Do the priestesses even want a new Temple? Did you ask them?"
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Reunion
Started by Publius Horatius Justinus ·
March 77AD
It had been nearly two years since he'd lost his wife. Nearly a year and a half since he'd taken the Quaestorship in Achaea. He'd always been more of a military man than a political one, but suddenly Rome had become claustrophobic, and he needed to get away. Was it fate, fortune or his own nature that drew him back to Achaea, where he'd first met Lucia and fallen for her. It wasn't fashionable to be so in love with your wife, but if anyone understood it was his friend Aulus Calpurnius Praetextatus, whom he'd also met in Achaea, and who had ended up marrying his sister Horatia, and truly becoming a brother-in-law. And one in spirit, Publius had thought. Achaea had been the gateway to his truly stepping into adult life, to finding purpose and fulfillment, so perhaps it was natural that he'd been drawn back there.
This time had been different. This time he had a family. He'd ensured that his children had arrangements for their proper education and socialisation, then thrown himself into his work, finding ways to work with the local military commander despite his being there in a political role. His son had taken his toga in Achaea, much to his pride, but even that had felt a little hollow; Spurius's mother had not been there to see it. He'd hired a local woman, Agape, to maintain his household, and ended up taking her to his bed, out of simple needs than any great desire for her particularly. And she had comforted him. But the revelation of her pregnancy had thrown that slightly hollow contentment out of the window. He'd toyed briefly with the idea of marrying her, but discarded it as not appropriate for his family. His children needed a proper mother figure of the right class and breeding, and much as he wanted more children, to claim Agape's child would be to somehow reduce all that he and Lucia had in their children. The boy's birth had brought the hard realisation that he needed to do the right thing and return to Rome. He'd made arrangements for Agape and her son. They had a home and would receive a peculium, part of which was to be put towards Agapios's education. He would not live in poverty.
Now they were back, and having settled into his father's domus once more - to the quiet pleasure of the pater familias, Publius suspected - his first port of call was to visit his sister Horatia, the sibling with whom he'd always been closest, and his friend Aulus, if he was in. He'd sent word of their intended visit of course, and brought his children. Spurius was of an age with Titus and Lucia Justinia was only two years younger than Calpurnia Horatia; the cousins had previously been close. And it made sense for them to reconnect with family as well. So as they approached, Publius and Spurius in their togas and Lucia in her finest chiton and palla. A slave knocked on the door of the familiar domus.
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Family Business
Started by Aulus Calpurnius Praetextatus ·
There was something that Aulus had been considering for a while now, but it would be unfair of him to put it off for any longer, especially as it was not about him, but involved someone close to him. It didn't involved his wife, either, at least not directly - but they had always discussed things with one another and this was no time to go changing that. He had long ago come to the conclusion that they were a highly unusual couple among all the married people of their status, but he was absolutely fine with that and saw no reason whatsoever to go changing that now.
His wife was taking advantage of the shade and slight breeze in the garden, and was there with a slave and their newest son. His expression softened at seeing the child and he held his arms out to the nurse so that he could take him, not wanting to miss out on the experience of being a father so early as he had with his daughter.
"I came to - Well, to be honest, I'm not sure whether I came to ask for your opinion, your advice or your forgiveness," he told Horatia before looking down at Quintus. "Who's a clever boy, Quintus? Yes, yes, you are!"
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Woe the nights
Started by Horatia Justina ·
April, 77AD
Three months after Quintus was born and Horatia was feeling more like herself. Of course, even in a domus as large as theirs the fact that their new child didn't grasp the concept of sleep was inescapable and she stifled a yawn on the back of her hand as she sat with the boy in the gardens. The spring sun was warm and mottled the grass beneath the blanket on which the gurgling infant was laying, Horatia sat alongside him.
They had adapted to a new rhythm fairly regularly in the house; her elder children were keenly aware of their newest sibling but let him be for the most part, tended to by his wet-nurse, nurse maid and mother whilst they busied themselves with teenage pursuits. Aulus was as doting as she could remember from Titus' infancy, but he was busy as always which left Horatia and their newest addition alone more often than not. Not that she complained. And not that she was truly alone. A shadow blotted out the sun and she turned her face up, squinting with a familiar smile as she saw her company.
"I know we should be preserving our patrician, pristine white skin but with sun this beautiful, it seems a shame to sit in the shade." Although Quintus was led in his basket in the shadow of one of the trees. "Aulus has gone to the Temple of Juno," She said with an amused smile playing on her lips to her sister in law, "I imagine to make amends."
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Best Endeavours
Started by Horatia Justina ·
November, 76AD
Villa of Secundus Quinctilius Varus, Tibur
Horatia was firmly ready to get out of the carriage by the time they finally drew to a stop outside of the complex that housed her sister, her husband and now her nephew. Now in her own six month of pregnancy, the journey was more trying than she remembered and with every jolt in the road or slide of the carriage in the mud, she winced, the pain in her back intensifying. It was dark now and she'd left before dawn, but she was here. Finally. Thank the Gods. Nobody was outside to greet her, which smarted her already frayed personality but she composed herself for a moment, neatening the stola she was wearing and wrapping the furs closer over her shoulder. Even in Italia, the November nights were hardly warm.
Hopefully this would be a quick coo over the baby, a small dinner and then to sleep, but as she stepped into the villa a deafening silence greeted her. She blinked, frowning in confusion. If not her sister herself, then she at least expected her brother-in-law or a helpful slave to show her through the labyrinthine corridors of the place, but nobody stirred. She cleared her throat and frowned at her own slave girl who scurried away hurriedly to find somebody. When she did appear, with a willowy older woman in tow, the woman was full of apologies. "Where is my sister? And your dominus?" Horatia asked without giving her the chance to explain. "The dominus is away, mistress. I-I'll show you to domina. She's with the baby."
She tried to imagine it, in her head, as she followed the woman through into the more private rooms of the villa; her sister the mother. She knew her sister had craved it, and she also knew how hard it had been for her. Their argument was still burned in her mind, as had the frosty tone of the scarce letters they'd exchanged since, but she was genuinely elated for her younger sibling. When she was led to a door and the slave gently knocked before pushing it open, despite her tiredness and her own condition and the tensity that had marred her relationship with Livia, Horatia had a wide, beaming smile on her face. "Livia!"
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Welcome Home
Started by Horatia Justina ·
Immediately following on from Juno, bless us, end of January 77AD
Horatia only had eyes for her son as the litter meandered its way back towards the domus. The evening was drawing in now, but she knew - despite her exhaustion - she needed to leave the sanctuary of the temple and go home. She had sipped her wine and fallen into a peaceful doze, her son curled on her chest whilst the priestesses and their slaves tidied around her.
And then tidied her. No woman, immediately after childbirth was going to look presentable and Horatia was no different. As the litter deposited her down outside of the domus (as close to the door as they reasonably could get her), she saw her slave rush out to greet her - thick cloak in hand. Horatia smiled at the thoughtfulness. The pale green tunica she had been wearing had been soaked in blood and so she had stripped after washing into a thin, scratchy tunica owned by the priestesses. The baby was merely cradled in a blanket. Her hair had been combed and was braided in one simple one down her back, but she didn't look herself; the woman with not a hair out of place usually and nor should she. She let the girl cover her shoulders and her son in the cloak and then with support from the litter bearers, made her way slowly (very slowly) through the door into the domus.
She breathed in deeply and as the door clunked shut behind her, she felt herself relax - the tension and panic of the preceding few hours washing out of her by the serenity of her home. She didn't know if Calpurnia or Aulus were in, or her children but the place was oddly quiet. Until she heard footfalls from the direction of the tablinum. She raised a hand pre-emptively, or her spare one anyway given the other was holding the child to her chest; "I'm fine, I'm fine." She breathed and tried to look reassuring but she winced as she walked and offered her husband a weak smile. "The...temple was more eventful than I thought it would be." She cleared her throat. This wasn't proper...but...Aulus had waited the nine days for Titus...and close to six years with Calpurnia..."Your son." She pulled back the folds of the cloak very gently so she could see the dozing, tiny baby against her chest.
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To Lucius Cassius Longinus & Metella
Started by Horatia Justina ·
The letters were delivered by a polite, neat looking slave 12 days after the birth of Horatia's second son.
Greetings Lucius,
I thank you for the gifts you sent on the birth of our new son, although I have to admit a training sword at his age was a…unique choice.
I’m sure Aulus will be delighted to show off his new son, if you are available for a dinner after the next ides. Send word and I will arrange it.
I must admit an ulterior motive with this letter, however. I wish to express my gratitude to your girl Metella. I’m unsure if she told you of her part in my child's birth herself, or whether I have the honour of doing it but she was invaluable, and could have very well saved my life. I owe her more than words can express, or money. I am not sure if she can read, but I have enclosed a small note to her. Please pass this on, and the box that should have been delivered with this letter. Both are for her - or if she cannot read, please pass it to a close acquaintance of hers that can. I trust you will respect that the note and the gift are for her alone, and not your property for all intents and purposes.
Horatia Justina.
Alongside the note for Longinus was a neatly folded letter for Metella and a box. Within it she would find an ornate gold bracelet, of significant value and two painted wooden rattles, one worn and used and the other brand new.
Metella,
I hope this letter finds you well and you have suitably recovered from the turmoil at the temple. I have, mercifully, and feel fine. I have you to thank for that. My son is thriving also, and is perfect. Again, with thanks to your skills, wit and fortitude.
I know no gift can express my thanks accurately but I hope what I have sent shows my gratitude. I know one of the gifts is not practical for your station, but I did not intend for you to wear it (unless you choose to, at Saturnalia perhaps?), but its value as a gift lies in its worth. Keep it, or sell it and then spend it or save it, but it is yours. Cassius Longinus might be generous but I trust this will boost your savings should you choose. The other gifts are for your child. I didn't know if it was odd to presume you would care for a toy that was used by my eldest son - the son of a Consul, but I wanted your child to know they have a connection to myself and my family. The new one is for if you do not care for the former. I take no offence, either way. The last gift is one I could not put into a box. As I said that day, I owe you my life - as much as you may disagree. I owe you - and I wish for you to know that. Should you need anything, my door is open to you. Anything.
Be well.
Horatia Justina, wife of Aulus Calpurnius Praetextatus, daughter of Marcus Horatius Justinus.
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Juno, bless us
Started by Metella ·
End of January, 77AD
It was almost as if she had stepped out of the heart of Rome, with its hustle and bustle, and back to an older time, when this northern part of the Esquiline had still been covered in lush greenery. The sacred grove of Juno Lucina, now surrounded by a wall and crowned with a temple, reminded Metella of the forests of her own homeland. It made her feel more peaceful. Which was a sacred achievement in and of itself, because she had not been calm for days. Ever since she'd found out she was pregnant.
She was not showing yet, but she still placed a hand on her belly as she looked around. The path led through the grove up a light slope to the temple. There was thick greenery all around; trees, flowers, bushes, only kept in check enough to allow a path through. There was birdsong, and the tickling of water somewhere nearby. Here and there, hidden along the path, were simple wooden benches. It made sense, given how many easily winded pregnant women probably visited this place.
Right now, there was no one in sight, but Metella could only see the next few steps of the path. Holding a basket in one hand, she started forward. She had some serious praying to do.
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July, 61 AD
Calpurnia was excited to meet her sister-in-law for the very first time. She had gotten a letter from her brother a few weeks before about their impending return to Rome, with the good news of the new bride already being with child. Having a family of her own was a far-off concept and a vague possibility at best for Calpurnia, and thus she was fully prepared to dote on her nephews and nieces in the future. She just hoped that the new sister-in-law was someone she would get along with.
The tall woman hurried along the hallway of the Vestal House to the room where they entertained guests. A servant had told her earlier that Horatia had arrived, and they had shown her in. Calpurnia was wearing the traditional white clothes of a Vestal, but her face was flushed with excitement. Now she'd get to see if her brother had chosen well...
"Salve" she smiled politely as she entered the room. "You must be my sister-in-law."
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August 61AD
It had been nine days since the birth of his son. Nine days since he'd spent half the day pacing the atrium - to the lararium, turn, back to the tablinum, turn...
Of course he hadn't set eyes on his son in those intervening days. They'd needed to be sure he'd live, and it was bad luck (or something) for the father to see the child before the formal presentation. He adjusted the green tunic he was wearing, and then the brooch that fastened his pallium at his shoulder. The brooch had been a gift from his wife, a sturdy masculine thing with a carnelian carved with the head of Minerva. He chose it the most frequently of all the various fibulae he owned, touched by the thoughtfulness of the gift.
Eventually he became aware of the slave waiting to draw his attention.
"Domine, everything is ready...?"
He nodded. "Let your mistress know."
The slave nodded and retreated and Aulus made his way to the atrium to wait for his wife, refusing to give in to the urge to begin pacing again until she appeared.
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Reflection
Started by Horatia Sosia ·
October, 76AD
She had been in Rome a few months now and only had a brief encounter with her cousins when they first came to Rome. She really should spend more time with them, her brother said so too. Especially since she knew so few people in Rome. Plus, her cousin Horatia would be a good relationship to cultivate, because her husband was one of the current Consuls of Rome. So a date had been decided and Sosia was placed in a litter and sent across Rome to meet with Horatia Justina. It didn’t take too long though and a slave gave her his hand to help her out of the litter. She thanked him gently and reached to pick up a small package, a present for her cousin.
Dressed in a light yellow chiton, with a light purple chiton and with purple flowers stuck into her hair, as she liked it, she entered the beautiful home of Horatia and Aulus and waited patiently in the atrium for her lovely cousin to appear. Everything seemed so calm and nice here, she thought. As if the home was bathed in a soft and soothing light. Her cousin had been lucky to marry such a good and ambitious man. She only hoped she could do the same one day.
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