Day in the Life of No Mama, No Papa

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These were the last days of summer, where my nephews and niece stayed with us for the weekend before the beginning of school season.  No parents, no rules, no boundaries - kids played all day long, ate until they puke, stayed up late playing games until morning.
Location: San Jose, CA, USA

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