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13,000 years ago, i made a deal with the
ice cream vendor. My father saved us a nickel that day, after much bartering. I have never been so ashamed of being poor in my entire life.
Now I'm going to have to live on the
dark side of the moon, to escape the prying eyes of the US panopticon. The lunar
eclipse had begun and everyone was quite nervouse about how the US would actually
choose me to finish some of these stories that no one else will, regardless of how silly thet end up.
