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I hadn't heard of her yet, but playing with my mom's label maker when I was a kid was the best way to indulge my inner Martha. Yes, those bits are few and far between, but somewhere deep inside of me, there's an organized diva waiting to leap out and growl at you.I said deep inside.ANYWAY. We have come a long way from the little red gun that my mom would feed with colored ribbons of gummy-backed ...
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