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My First Dear Penthouse Moment in Life

I never thought those letters were real

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I was 19 years old. It was the late 90’s. My father was in the hospital dying from a brain tumor. My Mom was there with him. It was a weekday.

I had dropped out of junior college and was home alone engaged in one of my favorite activities, sleeping. When…