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June 17, 2002
"Look how pretty that is." She said, looking down at the broken glass. "The sun really makes it sparkle."

"You're funny. You'll find beauty in anything." He shook his head as he looked around the tattered and torn city neighborhood.

"Growing up here, I had to." She shrugged. "Look at all the empty, bitter peopleā€¦ I didn't want to be like them."

"Yeah." He could tell by her forlorn expression she was thinking of her parents and their squalid existence. "Wow! That cloud looks just like a horse."

She looked up and smiled. "Hey! That one looks like a dog!"