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Man, does this feel great.
The sunrise beaming over downtown Prose. A delicious breakfast nestled in the crook of my elbow. It’s a day that I’ve been looking forward to for a while. One that celebrates the limits of child-like wonder, dismisses the boring hum-drum of reality.
You do realize this is absolutely intolerable for me, right?
It’s a shame M kicks it right in the crotch. My name is Gabe Garrison and this is the next volume of my story...