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They only have dark beer. I' m sorry.
You know I don’t drink beer, It makes you fat.
There’s nothing else.
I’ve already paid for them, so drink it.
Okay.
Hey, Homero looks very handsome, right?
- What? - Homero looks handsome!
- What’s up? - Yes.
I’m coming again to see The Carnívoras on Monday.
Obviously I’m not going to school. Are you coming?
I’d love to.
But if I skip school my parents will kill me.
Come on! What about you?
No, I don’t think so.
Hey, are you okay?
Yeah, it was something I ate.
Do you need help?
No, thanks. I’m good.
Fuck!
Your breathe smells terrible!
And to think I was going to kiss you.
Puking bitch!
Your mouth smells like shit!
Puking bitch!
Your mouth smells like shit!
Puking bitch!
Your mouth smells like shit!
Your mouth smells like shit!
Puking bitch!
Your mouth smells like shit!
Puking bitch!
Your mouth smells like shit!
Your mouth smells like shit!
Ouch!
Ouch!
What are you doing?
Leave me alone! Go away!
Why are you trying to hurt yourself?
I want to kill myself. Go away. Leave me alone.
I’ll never leave you, okay?
Calm down.
Fucking Homero.
He humiliated me.
He pretended to want to kiss me...
and he put his fingers in my mouth.
Son of a bitch.
He said I smelled like shit
and everyone started to sing that.
Are you okay? Did you throw up?
I was sick of my stomach.
But as my mom says:
I’m a monster,
I’m fat and I’m ugly.
How can you say that?
Fat? Come on!
We’d better go because it’s not safe to be here.
And stop listening to your mother.
You’re not fat.
Fuck you, anorexic.
Promise me that you won’t tell anyone
- that Homero humiliated me. - Of course not.
That’s disgusting.
That’s what he said.
That I was disgusting.
Don’t listen to him.
He’s an asshole.
Promise me too that you won’t tell my mom.
About the concert, the bathroom and even less my wrists.
Look... I promise.
Okay?
What’s wrong?
You’re bleeding.
Let’s make a pact.
What pact?
Fucking pig!
Will you sign the pact or not?
Fine.
Okay, this is the pact.
I swear to love you like an older sister
and to protect you like a younger sister.
No matter against what or whom.
I swear to help you and respect you.
I swear.
It’s done.
We’re like sisters.
Like sisters.
Como, you silly one.
KILLER WOMEN
LIKE SISTERS
Wait! Shh!
- All right, shush. - Stop it!
Stop it!
I honestly had a great time.
Do you think they’ll be mad at us?
If they didn’t hear us come in, they’re not home.
My hand hurts like shit.
Dude!
Hi.
Where were you?
Walking by yourselves at these hours?
Hi.
We’ve been awake all night waiting for you.
Why didn’t you call, Angelica?
I tried but you didn’t answer.
- What do you have here? - Nothing.
- What’s this? - Nothing.
- Did you hurt yourself? - No, it’s a game.
Leave her alone.
I’ll give you a glass of milk so that you go to bed.
It’s nothing, calm down.
I texted your mom to tell her that you’ll stay over.
- What did she say? - She hasn’t texted me back yet.
Look, that’s her.
She’s asking about your pj’s,
your lotions and she says no carbs at night.
Weird, huh?
She takes good care of me.
Here, love.
I texted mom, calm down.
That’s not true, don’t lie.
Sorry, I can’t digest milk.
- Are you lactose intolerant? - Yeah.
Don’t try to fool us.
- There’s no text. - Maybe it wasn’t sent.
I want to rip my stomach off. It looks as if I swallowed a ball.
You’d look deformed if you didn’t have any belly at all.
No, look.
Look how your pajama looks on me. I’m practically rolling.
Can you understand that my mom thought you were so skinny
that she gave you a pj of mine from last year?
In this room, I’m the fat one.
Look at this.
This is being fat.
Look. Look how it bounces.
How it bounces.
Stop it! Come on!
- What? - Check out this move.
Hey, come.
Come here.
Come here.
Blow on my face.
You drank beer. Do you know it makes you fat?
Yeah, but it was only a dark one.
And I didn’t drink it whole.
Why did you accept it?
To mingle, like you told me.
No, no. Come here. What did you take?
- What did you smoke? - You’re hurting me!
Do you know drugs make you hungry? So you get fat.
Besides, you smell... God!
Go and take a shower. Go! Go!
I want you ready in one hour because we have a casting.
Are you kidding me? But I don’t want to go.
I don’t care. I can’t provide for the both of us.
And I want you to get the part.
So comb your hair and clean your nails.
Go on!
Puking bitch!
Your mouth smells like shit.
Puking bitch!
Your mouth smells like shit.
Your mouth smells like shit.
Puking bitch!
Grisel, I want you to use this cream on your belly...
Come! I want to tell you how to use it.
I’m coming.
But use a lot on your belly and hips because they’re getting wider.
- Hurry! - I’m coming mom!
It’s unbelievable.
You're 20 years younger but look fatter.
Doesn’t that make you feel ashamed? Use it.
Have you seen yourself?
The lotions are not working.
My mom is right. What am I going to do?
Mom, I don’t like these creams. What should I do?
No. This is not me.
This is why no one looks at me.
Grisel Ortuño, no “h”, Iribarren!
I found her. Is it you?
Wait for us to call you.
Thank you. Come here. How dare you...?
Hey, aunt!
- Hi! How are you? - Fine, and you?
- Great! - They picked me!
Oh, that’s nice!
Your bracelet is nice, cousin.
- Thank you. - Where’s your mom?
I don’t need her to come with me everywhere I go.
Lina, your application says you’re 17.
I need an adult to sign your agreement.
Are you serious? Come on!
- I’ll sign it. - Are you her mother?
No, I’m her aunt.
Thank you but that won’t do.
Take this document to your mom and come back when she signs it.
Okay? Azucena González?
Come with me.
- Thank you. This way. - Will Grisel go in soon?
What a pain!
Look! They asked me to film their new video with them.
Cool, huh?
Puking bitch!
Yeah, cool.
Mom, I have a headache, can we go?
Are you crazy? We’ve been here for hours.
We’ll wait until we make the casting.
Lina, could you go outside with her so that she can take some fresh air?
Sure.
I’ll stay and wait for them to call you.
Let’s go, cousin.
I’ll wait for you outside.
Do you know how much they’ll pay
your cousin Lina for that TV commercial?
That’s 60.000 pesos.
Us? Nothing.
You must be happy, right?
You love to call attention with your stupidity.
I’m sorry, mom. I swear my eyesight was even blurry.
Come on!
I told you it was him.
- I don’t think so. - Me neither.
Sure.
Tell him to come with us.
Fuck.
Is it your first day?
Yes.
Why did they accept you in the middle of the school year?
- Are your parents in politics? - Are you spies?
No, I’m just a very busy guy.
Let’s go. They’ll close the door.
What are you doing in Mexico City?
I’m an expat.
I miss school a lot, I travel, go to galas.
I do what I can.
Right. Nice.
- Well, welcome. - Thank you.
- Bye. - Bye.
What happened, disgusting one?
Did it make you sick to sit next to me?
Shut up! Disappear.
Idiot!
Fuck!
It’s amazing.
You’re an artist.
I haven’t finished it yet.
But it looks amazing.
You’re great.
I’ll see you outside.
Okay.
If you ever finish yours it will probably look nice.
-Thanks for the advice. - No problem.
- Is it free? - Yeah.
Fuck it!
Do you want me to help you?
Please. Could you?
This isn’t my thing.
Are you any good?
Sometimes.
You’re really good.
That’s perfect.
We did well, right?
Thank you. It’s really nice.
I don’t know he’s weird.
Yeah.
Would you like to make one with me?
- No. - Okay.
If you don’t want to, I do.
Fine.
- Thank you. - My pleasure.
- What do I have to do? - Let’s see.
Put your hand here. Now press.
- Can I try with both? - Yeah, do it strong.
As if you couldn’t breathe.
I’m dead.
Did you see how many likes the video Pablo uploaded has?
Yeah, with Ximena.
This will be our best high school year.
- You think? - Obviously!
- I owe you a favor. - I didn’t do it for that.
Don’t you want me to take you home?
- Is it far? - About four blocks away.
But Angelica and I always walk home together.
Fine, see you tomorrow then.
Bye, bye.
- What? - Why?
Would you have gone with him?
Obviously!
Silly.
Are you sure you don’t want me to give you a ride?
Brace yourself.
What a waste.
Yes. Grisel Ortuño.
I want to know if there’s a casting for her.
Our phone broke down and we don’t know if you called.
No? Thank you.
Hey, mom.
Will you tell me who brought you home?
He’s a new guy.
Uh huh. There’s your food. It’s a cactus salad.
No, I’m not hungry.
It doesn’t matter. You have to eat.
- It’s not fattening. - We’re dating.
He’s cute, right?
We had already talked about that.
All you have to care about is school.
To be the best.
We need you to be the best so that you have the best.
Besides, all men want the same thing.
You’re talking like an old lady from a soap opera.
Besides, my average is B+.
I’m practically one of the best.
You just said it: practically.
But we need you to be the best. Only the best one does best.
Really? Don’t be a brat.
Do you want to see something interesting?
Look at what I was watching.
She looks pretty, doesn’t she?
She’s doing great, she has a good career.
She is the best.
Not like you.
But look.
He is Pablo.
He goes to events.
He’s very famous.
He’s also famous in Tik Tok.
The guy who brought you? Really?
Let’s see, Pablo.
You have to bring him for me to meet him. Right?
I’ll follow him on social networks.
I can’t believe it!
It’s funny that he liked you, right?
He has a lot of videos.
- Hello. - Hi, Gris.
Don’t tell me you’re a fan of that band?
I know them.
You’ll love this picture we took together.
Look. Cool, right?
Listen, they invited me to a Tik Tokers party.
Mr. Webs organizes it.
That’s just for filthy people.
Mind what you say. It’s their fashion brand.
- Do you surf? - Obviously.
So, will you come?
Come with me.
Is that your room?
Show it to me.
Okay, but I need permission from my mom.
What do you mean permission?
You’re over 18.
So, if you want to come, you’re invited.
Let me know.
Kisses.
- Mom, what’s this? - Let me see.
It’s a black head,
but the good news is that it hasn’t burstered yet.
I won’t go to the party like this.
Imagine if it explodes and everyone is disgusted.
- I won’t go like this. - Are you mad?
It’s just a small one. It will come out tomorrow.
Don’t waste a party where you can become famous.
So what?
I can’t go looking like a candied nut.
Let’s see, come here.
I’ll put on make-up.
One second.
Look at this!
How did you plan to go looking like this?
What’s wrong with you?
You don’t act like you’re my daughter.
Don’t touch yourself.
You’re perfect.
Do you want me to go looking like a whore?
What do you mean?
I took ages to make your lips look like the Kardashians’.
They’re what’s in fashion.
Have you seen them? They have perfect bodies.
The lotions are not working.
What you’ll do is to tell him to come.
That’s why no one looks at me.
This is not me.
I won’t go looking like this.
I look fat and ugly.
You don’t look fat, you’re okay.
These jeans look terrible on me.
That’s because they’re not yours. They’re mine.
You know what? You don’t deserve them.
Take them off at once!
Don’t make them big for me because they fit me perfectly.
Take them off so I can put them on
and go with Pablo to the party. How’s that?
Stop it.
Angelica, I can’t go. You go to the party.
Patricia wants to go to the party and I don’t want to stand her up.
Go.
I can’t believe how stupid you are.
What did I do to have an antisocial and stupid daughter?
You’re not only missing out by not going to the party
but you’re sending a friend in your place?
Get out of my room!
I won’t go! This is my house.
What’s wrong with you? I’ll leave whenever I want to.
Who do you think you are, you stupid girl?
I hate you.
Really? You hate me?
I wish I had a mother like me
who helped me fix my life because look at yourself!
Shut up and leave, mom!
Don’t shush me!
I’ll do what I please.
You’re crazy.
Crazy.
What do you think?
Dark but interesting.
Dark but interesting.
What else do you find interesting?
- You. - Really?
Do you find me interesting?
Yeah.
Did you see...
that thing behind? It’s nice.
- The van? - What do you think?
It’s nice for a road trip.
- Or not. - Or other things.
- Such as? - Let me think.
- You have a great imagination. - Yes.
Shall we?
Okay.
Please.
What’s up, bro?
Do you have a cigarette?
- Sure. - Yeah.
Thank you.
Sure.
- See you, bro. - Thank you!
What’s wrong?
What we just did is not fine.
Come on. Don’t tell me you’re Sister Angelica of All Saints?
Do you only have sex with your boyfriends?
What about Grisel?
I like her.
The three of us could go out.
I’ll tell her, I have no problem.
A relationship between the three of us?
Relationship? No.
Not that.
I mean have fun,
laugh, play in the van.
Look. I like you both a lot and it seems that you like me.
So I don’t see the problem.
Promise me you won’t tell Grisel about this.
It’s our secret. Promise me.
Oh, Angelica!
I didn’t promise anything.
Good morning. What’s up?
Everything good?
- Hi. - What happened?
It smells like shit, right?
It smells like what?
It smells like shit.
- Like shit. - Like shit!
- Do it again! Yeah, shit. - Stop it.
All right, enough.
All right, enough.
What, man? Calm down.
Do you have anything left?
- Thanks for standing up for me. - Good.
It wasn’t for you. It was for me.
Hey, I don’t think you want to go inside looking like that.
- Is it bad? - Yeah.
Do you want to go to my place?
Yeah.
Come on.
Let’s go.
Are we alone?
Yes, my mom is almost never here in the mornings.
Really?
This is not my room.
I know.
More fun.
What are you doing?
It’s just that...
I don’t like my body.
Are you kidding me?
You are...
you’re beautiful.
- Wait. Wait. - What?
- Do you have a condom? - No.
Look.
That is shit!
That’s not fair.
I’ll hurry up. Life flees.
- What was that? - It’s my mom.
What do you mean? You said she wasn’t home.
She just came in.
What? Are you fucking with me?
No, I’m not.
Oh, not again. No.
Ok.
Hide.
We don’t want her to find you.
What are you doing here?
Why are you not in school? Did you go dressing like that?
No, I felt sick. That’s why I came home.
You and your silliness.
You’re unbearable.
What’s wrong?
Nothing. You’re crazy.
And he told me:
"Girl! I forgot the undies".
He had left them here.
- The what? - His underwear, Angelica.
He left them under my mother’s bed.
Under your mother’s bed?
- Yeah. - You could sell them.
There’s a website where you can sell clothes worn by famous people.
Pablo’s underwear?
What’s wrong?
I don’t like what you’re doing with you.
What I’m doing?
Don’t play the fool. It doesn’t suit you.
It’s just a caress.
- There’s nothing wrong with it. - Stop.
I’ll deal with it.
Trust me.
Good afternoon, guys.
Look there’s Angelica.
But it’s you who looks incredible.
You can tell that you were born to be a star. Right?
Yes, to tell you the truth,
I knew I’d be famous since I was little.
See? That’s what I tell you.
You must always know what you want, like he does.
Do you tape the videos by yourself?
Yeah, I do.
- And you upload them? - Yeah, I do.
Really? No! Let’s make a video.
Come, let’s dance.
No, mom, that’s ridiculous.
You’re so dull, as always.
You should have a more cheerful girlfriend.
I don’t know, like...
Don’t worry.
- Let’s tape it. - Come on.
Why don’t I tape you?
Yeah, she can tape us because she doesn’t dance.
Yeah.
I used to dance when I was young.
Good.
It’s right hand, left, right, up and down.
- All right. - Okay?
Then left hand, right, up, down.
Then with both.
And down, and that’s it.
- You got it? - Let’s see.
Let’s try. One, two, three, and...
Right.
And then turn.
And that’s it.
- Very good. - Divine.
Divine! Now I’m talking like you. I love your accent.
- I love it. - Thanks.
ARE YOU SAD?
DID SOMETHING HAPPEN?
DON’T GHOST ME. TALK TO ME.
WE'RE SISTERS.
Your boyfriend didn’t upload the video.
Can you do it?
- Stop, mom! - It was so nice.
- Upload it! - No, leave me alone.
Okay, don’t lend it to me but upload it.
Come on. I want to see you.
Upload it, come on.
I’ll create an account and you know what I’ll call myself?
I thought about it all night.
Paty... Luso.
Sounds great, right? Paty Luso.
- Naty Peluso? - It’s what I want, Grisel.
Don’t be silly.
It’s uploaded.
Oh, look!
Wow!
Look how many likes I told you! Of course I’d shine.
I’m also a star. I’ll be super famous.
I can’ believe it. I’ll get more likes than Lina. See?
I think you’ll be the mummy of social networks.
I’ll create an account.
I’ll get my picture taken. I should hire a photographer.
What’s that?
Did you get COVID?
COVID?
What do you think it is, you animal?
I’m pregnant.
Well, get an abortion.
What’s wrong, Angelica? What do you want us to do?
Do you want us to become a teenage family?
That won’t happen.
Forget about it. No.
I have a career to take care of. I’m sorry.
Son of a bitch.
Not even in your dreams asshole.
There’s a concert on Friday at my place.
Everyone’s invited.
Except for...
puking bitch.
Shut up, asshole!
Hello, I'm Pablo. Leave your message.
I’ve been feeling really bad these days.
Okay, so now I’m not the only disgusting one, right?
Right.
I saw you in an interview...
in Pablo’s house.
You looked gorgeous. Didn’t anyone tell you something?
Do you mind that I’m dating Pablo?
I haven’t gotten my period.
I slept with someone that night at Pablo’s house.
I haven’t told anyone. Much less my parents.
I’m sorry. I forced you to go to that party.
But I’ll help you find
a place where you can get an abortion.
It’s what you want, isn’t it?
The treatment will cause abundant bleeding
than a regular period
as well as other symptoms such as nausea or dizziness.
I’ll give you my card in case you have other symptoms.
You shouldn’t bleed more than one pad per hour.
At the reception desk you’ll get the prescription and the pills.
Follow the instructions.
- Get it? - Yes. Okay.
Any doubt?
No, thank you.
Then I’ll see you in two weeks.
This is the receipt for the consultation.
This one is for the pills.
Thank you.
Won’t you take the pills?
I don’t have enough money so I’ll come back for them.
Okay.
Weren’t you going to tell your parents?
Obviously not.
They’re very expensive. Shitty pills.
The doctor told me that by taking them
I won’t need surgery.
Count it.
How stupid!
How stupid!
He didn’t give me money for the pills.
I didn’t know who else to ask.
He’s been avoiding me for two days.
Why did he leave? Why didn’t he come?
I don’t know, he didn’t say.
Well...
you can take the pills at my place. I’ll take care of you.
I can be a girlfriends weekend, a sleepover.
Nothing bad will happen.
- And what if it does? - I promise it won’t.
Hey, Gris, I was... Angelica, you’re still here.
Yes, yes.
We have a lot of homework and I think we won’t go out.
We have to study the whole weekend. Right?
Good. Great.
I’ll go out with my friend Pepe and I don’t know when I’ll be back.
- Fine. - You know what?
Don’t forget to put your reductive lotion on.
Don’t look at me like that.
If Angelica had the same problem as you
in her tummy and hips, she’d use it, right?
- Sure. - See?
Behave.
I CAN’T GO OUT THIS WEEKEND.
ANGELICA IS SLEEPING OVER AND SHE DOESN’T FEEL WELL.
Girls! Do you want to have breakfast?
We already did!
Really?
Angelica looks pale.
- Are you all right? - We were up studying all night.
I think we’ll fall asleep again.
Okay, I’ll go out to play paddle
with a friend but I’ll be back for lunch.
Take care.
What’s wrong?
Fuck!
Easy.
I can’t stand the headache.
We can go and lie down.
No, I don’t want to move.
I don’t want my mom to find us here.
I’ll help you.
Come.
Easy.
I’ll always be with you.
My parents will be pissed off when they find out
that I’m skinnier.
Me too! Do you want to weight yourself?
No, thank you.
Fuck!
What?
- No way. - Irresistible.
Oh, my god!
Have you seen yourself? You look awful!
You can’t go around like that.
If Pablo surprises you he’ll be shocked.
You must be impeccable at all times, especially if you have a boyfriend.
Look at me and I’m single.
I don’t think he’ll call me.
He’s been ghosting me for over two days.
So call him.
Invite him for lunch.
We can make some videos and dance.
Won’t that be great?
Don’t just text him,
Call him. Quickly.
- He’s not picking up. - Call him again.
No.
- He sent me a voice mail. - Let’s see.
Gri, I had to return to Buenos Aires.
I'll call you later.
What does he mean he left? He’s not in Mexico?
- What did you do to him? - I didn’t do anything, mom.
"I didn’t do anything, mom."
You were probably as disagreeable with him
as you are with everyone else. So he left to find another woman.
Or worse, he already had one.
Oh, please. Don’t start crying now.
Don’t you realize you just missed the only chance you’ll get?
All because you’re stupid.
Very stupid.
Calm down.
Pablo was not so great. Or the only guy in the world.
I’ll... I’ll go home.
- I’m feeling much better. - Don’t you want to stay for lunch?
No, thank you.
I’ll get my stuff.
I was just watching your video.
Yeah, I couldn’t tell you because my parents
didn’t give me time for anything.
I don’t believe you.
I didn’t know you were one of those people who just disappear.
It was me...
who got Angelica pregnant.
What?
My dad took me out of Mexico so he wouldn’t mess my career.
You’re a coward!
If I were I wouldn’t be calling you.
Pick up!
Pick up, damn it! Pick up!
Pick up!
Open the door!
Open the door, fucking whore!
What did you do?
What did you do?
Why did you do this to me?
One more time Taking hurting words
Looks and judgment
Sick of being silent and sensitive
Surrounded By abominable people
Where’s Angelica?
Get out! We’re in class.
Wild, insatiable
My body is roaring
Where are you, bitch?
I have a hunger I can’t quench
I won’t take it anymore...
The puking bitch!
Her mouth smells like shit...
I promise I’ll eat you
If you touch me, My teeth get pointed
My appetite grows
Of course now you regret it
It’s late, I’ll eat you
I want to die.
Stop it!
I’ll eat you!
Leave me alone!
I don’t want to live.
I don’t want to see you, you scare me.
Leave me alone! Leave me!
Grisel, I'm in home.
Where are you?
Grisel! What are you doing, you stupid girl!
What’s wrong with you? No, Grisel!
You’re disgusting!
You can’t leave me like your father did.
You can’t leave me, do you hear me?
You must stop doing this! You’re always whining!
That’s why your father left us.
It’s your fault for always whining.
You can’t leave me alone, Gris.
You can’t.
Grisel!
Mom!
We're here.
Mom, there’s someone there.
I can’t deal with you anymore. I can’t.
With these two fingers,
you put them inside, up to here, and you’ll make her vomit.
That’s what you must do when you find
your teenage daughter taking your sleeping pills
because she decided commit suicide.
No... Patricia.
- What is she doing? - Idiot. I’ll give it a like.
I’LL MEET YOU AT LA MEXICANA WHERE WE TOOK THE OATH
Hey, where’s Grisel?
Grisel, Pablo doesn’t deserve our friendship.
He doesn’t even deserve us talking about him.
We took an oath here.
And it turns out that my sister screwed my boyfriend!
Pablo wanted us to be a threesome. Don’t you get it?
I said no but we had already slept together.
I didn’t realize it.
I was thrilled by all those famous people
who thought I was his girlfriend.
Pablo never denied it. It was a game to him.
It was a stupid thing.
I’ve paid the consequence, don’t you think?
I fell in love with Pablo.
I never told you because...
what for?
It’s gone, he’s gone.
You’re the only person I trusted.
You knew perfectly well that I was into Pablo.
Everyone was starting to respect me.
Even my mom accepted him to be my boyfriend.
She stopped telling me to use those fucking lotions,
- and that I was fat and ugly. - Your mom is crazy!
She’s sick with being skinny and famous.
She’s ridiculous. Everyone laughs at her...
Mom? Mom, the other Grisel is watching me.
Your daughter suffers from depersonalization disorder.
It’s related with schizophrenia. Get it?
She has DPD.
She’s crazy. Like her father.
How horrible! What will I do?
She’s not crazy.
These ailments happen when a patient
is subject to high levels of stress for a long period of time
or the consumption of narcotics.
But her test results show
that is not the case.
Your daughter had good grades.
Maybe it was how much she demanded of herself.
Who cares? She’s a murderer.
And I’m alone.
Your daughter is still alive.
But she’ll have to stay secluded here.
You took him from me.
Aren’t you listening, Grisel?
That’s why you are alone.
They told me to do it.
We’re here.
GRISEL WAS SENTENCED FOR HOMICIDE.
SHE WAS CONDEMNE TO INTERNMENT IN A PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL
BECAUSE SHE WAS DEEMED NOT RESPONSIBLE...
Mom?
NO ONE VISITS HER.
Mom!
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