This is the door to a house in my neighborhood. Isn't it the coolest? It looks like Batman lives here, with those lights. And see how there's no number? Batman's house doesn't need a number.
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- I'm a preschool teacher, I teach English conversation on the side, and I've also taught art and more to a group of kids aged 8-11 who are homeschooled. I am into tattoos, reality tv, and dancing without being drunk. I eat salad with chopsticks, and I have a beautiful cat named Shelby.
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