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A.N. This book will probably updated much more regularly than all of the other books I've started earlier. I'm a senior almost going through finals right now. It's so difficult to keep up with everything at the moment.

It didn't matter that the sky was clear. It didn't matter that the sun shone. It didn't matter that birds were chirping, or that the air was filled with honking horns.

All Charles Fields had in mind when he stepped out of the bus at the last station was one thought. As his shoes crunched against the gravel of the Golden Gate Bridge, all he could think about was:

If nobody smiled at him along the way, he was going to jump off that bridge and meet his end.

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