Another Day

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Today was just another day in Joe's dull life. He had his tackle box, and his small back pack with him. He was wearing his grungy work overalls and his dirty work cap. He waited at the station for his train, today was another day in the big city, building offices.

Just as he train arrived, Joe heard a loud explosion and today stopped being an just another day.

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