Living a few doors down from the Octamom clan is an opportunity to traffic in intestinal fortitude. It’s not just the 15 passenger van parked in front of the house. It’s not just the multi-population of soccer balls decorating the front yard. It’s not just the cardboard castles designed, taped and sagging in the front flower bed. It’s probably just…
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