I was a tom boy I was cute and fat, I broke the rules of sobriety everytime I sat, I was strong and brave I could beat up boys, I never played with barbie
The evening shadows lengthened, the young girls working in the nearby garment factory blocked the roads as they walked back home, chatting and laughing.
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