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All I gotta say is, Val, come to my house, and my mirrors will jump off the walls and run out to the car to greet you! THOSE are the kind of mirrors I have. Plus, I live in such a dense forest, you have to use a flashlight at high noon. My face can be sagging like pancake batter AND I WOULD NEVER KNOW IT. But I read every word of your advice, and it was excellent, as always.

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