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Sometimes I’m … quiet. I had nothing to say. Nothing. I could sit through an entire visit to my cousins’ in silence. Hours. Saying nothing unless someone dragged mostly mono-syllabic responses out of me. One day, my grandmother cajoled me into relating a recent babysitting experience I had. As I got to the part about…

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