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Fantasy, Humour, Abstract
One more of them and I'm out. Gone. If I have to stare at another pimpled, puckered face staring gormlessly at me each time they pass me in the aisle, I'll go insane. I'm sick of the look in their eye...
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Summer Camp There was something in the summer, in the air. The heat wrapped itself around our hearts until we could not think about anything other than being. Mid afternoon when it became too hot for ...
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