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Katy lay on the couch, exhausted. Between her graduate classes and the job at the gallery, she didn’t have a lot of free time. She hadn’t gotten home until after nine and by the time she’d finished dinner and managed to catch a couple hours of TV she’d recorded on the DVR, it was half past midnight. Thank God tomorrow was Friday.
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