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  • ...being in California.

    I was in the car.

    I had a string of pacifiers on. I was trying each of them out and thinking, “no...no...no...no...that’s the one!

    I found the pacifier I wanted. I was holding it out the window as we drove along the cliffs by the ocean. I would pull it in and it tasted like sea...and salt.

    Then I held the pacifier out the window and it was gone.

    I cried.

    My parents stopped the car and looked for it, but it was gone.
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