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My ex best friend gave me a blanket for Christmas, back when we were still friends. The other day my mom asked if I was going to keep it and I was like, well, it’s a blanket, so yes. She asked why I would keep something from someone I hate, and I responded that it’s still useful no matter who gave it to me. She took a sip of her water and said to me while looking out the window, “That’s what is called having no morals.”