“I use to stand up for what I believe, now, I believe in what I stand up for.” – Marie-Suzanne Labelle (A.K.A Marie-Sue)
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"I use to stand up for what I believe, now, I believe in what I stand up for." – Marie-Suzanne Labelle (A.K.A Marie-Sue)
"I use to stand up for what I believe, now, I believe in what I stand up for." – Marie-Suzanne Labelle (A.K.A Marie-Sue)
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