42 Dreams of Arizona Bay

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Do I look like a Mrs? Do I look like I ought to be married? Is that the store clerk’s way of telling me I should be married now?
I went to the grocery store. Nothing I bought said married, or married with kids. I’d bought no diapers and no beef jerky for my fictional manly-man [...]

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