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@paul@oldfriends.live I remember when I lost my 'gilet dodo'. I used to sleep with it, it was just a piece of an old vest but I loved it so. I think I was three or four when my mother decided she would throw it away. I cried as she gave it to the rag farmer, and asked him to give it back, but my mother wouldn't have any of that. I was heartbroken and still feel that pain. I can compute this all rationally, but the emotions run deep, and the questions about her decisions run deep. @webhat@infosec.exchange