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there's been a story floating around in my head for years, and some years ago I tried to write it, sometimes I'd like to delete the whole thing and start fresh, sometimes I am amused by it, sometimes I look at things like this: �Ah, the sullen lad talks after all. Here, I thought that pretending to be dead might have had a negative impact on your ability to speak. Like, if a turd drops in the woods and there is no one around to listen to it whine� you know what I mean?� and I just shake my head
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