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ddenly tired for some reason. I have
friends everywhere, two women who love me, and yet I'm alone. Something's not
right Kawori's e. He stepped up to a vendor standing over a bucket of pint bottles
in crushed ice, and dug in his pocket for a quarter. Money changed hands for a
Fresca, and he sipped at it idly as he found a sunny spot on the grass that
hadn't yet been trampled into soaking mud and sat down heavily.
This was supposed to be the easiest time of my college career, he
mused. Both of my majors compl
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