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I had a brief relationship with a Romanian woman who had a daughter close to my age. She was the fortune teller who rented the house next door. My mother said she was a con artist and started a petition to get her out of our neighbourhood. I was captivated by her. I would visit after school or when my parents were away. I cleaned her house, washed dishes and anything else she wanted.
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