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Belinda thought, dad was probably sniffing a vine. And mumma line, parents, belinda knew were not perfect. Belinda gazed upon the poleroid of bish's three b tattoo on his scrawny bum. Alighting the train, she breathed in the uncomplicated air of the provinces. So pato iring the provinces. Oh my god. Arriving to the family homewhat's your picture of the bloomentho family? Home. Beautiful.