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THE LIFE OF A TEENAGE GIRL
“It’s not really about the natives, but… ‘My father is a bus driver
who circles Big Ben in London; he works around the clock.’”
She made a whisper-laugh, which made it even funnier. And
actually, that’s my dad’s profession.
“Gosh, stop—that’s actually kind of funny! ‘Clock,’ that’s a good
one.”
I smiled happily, because this was the first time a random stranger
had ever laughed at my jokes (aside from my brother and Martin).
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