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I have never really known a person like Chantal before. In my life, most of my friends had an average job that gave them something to do besides meet australian guys watching television and eating. There were no boyfriends at school or at work. Chantal was a full-time working girl. I did not find out much about Chantal's family. Chantal's dad had a lot of money, and Chantal's mother was a single mother of two. I did not see Chantal's mother at all. I never really knew Chantal's mother.