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With a diaper bag over one shoulder, a baby in my arms, and a toddler wrapped around both legs, I waited patiently in the line. It had been a long morning and an uphill battle every step between my bed and that line in front of the counter. I really didn’t feel very good and the babies hadn’t slept very well. My night-shift-working-man could hardly hold his head up.

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