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Keeping up with the Kloutashians

I’m weird. I purposely make typos. Sometimes I pick my nose when no one’s looking. Sometimes I go nearly five weeks without wearing shoes. I never go outside. I live alone in a nine-hundred thousand dollar condo that doesn’t belong … Continue reading

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