I tell you this true story just to prove that I can. That my frailty has not yet reached a point at which I can no longer tell a true story.

Joan Didion
I tell you this true story just to prove that...
I tell you this true story just to prove that...
I tell you this true story just to prove that...
I tell you this true story just to prove that...
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This is a story about a little girl who was so poor that she did not even have enough to eat. One day her mother had some leftover rice and asked her to take it to the neighbors. The little girl was so hungry she readily agreed, but when she got there she found her neighbor had died and all of his food had been eaten. Very upset, she covered her face and said: “I told you it was true!”

Source: Blue Nights

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