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thing you aren’t supposed to do in a wheelchair

It was our first time in the airport together. Amanda and I had a little time to kill (since I wasn’t a terrorist this time) and we headed for coffee. We always have a little tussle when it comes to paying for coffee. My turn.  Her turn.  My turn.  Her turn. MY TRIP = MY [...]

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