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Samuel didn't like to
play with people. He liked to play with dolls that have their heads ripped - usually found by the bins of his next door neighbour. But one day, he decided to put down his dolls and knocked on the door of his neighbour. Then, a huge looming figure opened t
he door to the fabric sweatshop. The loomer
loomed ominously in the corner, sending a chill down my spine with his icy stare. I had to get out of that place, so I went to
New-Brunswick. There was nothing to do there but
play checkers and eat chicken nuggets.
