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Tag: bruises

Day 41: The bag mark

Day 41: The bag mark

It’s a rare day that I don’t have a bruise somewhere on my body. Usually on my legs, but sometimes on my arms or hands. No, I don’t have a Vitamin C deficiency, and no, I’m not being beaten. I just run into things – short tables, counter edges – or they fall on me, … read more Day 41: The bag mark

Posted on August 16, 2015May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories PenniesTags 2014, bruises, flaws1 Comment on Day 41: The bag mark
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