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when we drive away from our home, alex turns in his seat to get a quick final glimpse of the house and spiritedly calls:
goodbye our house. goodbye trees. goodbye della. goodbye mommy. goodbye anfunee. goodbye.
it's all very sweet except that the first goodbye comes out sounding more like "goodbye whore-house" than it does "goodbye our house" which slightly soils the cuteness of it all.
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