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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2012 8:58 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2012 11:30 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2012 1:02 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2012 8:32 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2012 5:39 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2012 10:16 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 2:08 pm
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As Onaka finished her tale, Lazarus' heart was filled with a deep sense of sympathy and regret. He had been so frightened of her simply because of her race, when in reality she was really so gentle. Forcing himself to hold back tears he said "That's a very sad story..." He was silent for a moment as he gazed into the darkened wood of the bar, before saying, "My dad was an alchoholic too, sure he never hit or violated me but still, seeing him like that all the time was painful all the same." Then he looked back at Onaka and continued "I can't say I know how you feel, because I have never been through something that traumatic, but I can say that I'm glad you were strong enough to get yourself out of there, and especially happy that you feel comfortable confiding in me." He looked back at the bar, continuing to think about the horrible past of Onaka while staring into the wood in front of him.
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