Son of Sakon. Daughter of Ukon

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Son of Sakon. Daughter of Ukon:

Big things start small. Metaphoracle to some people, but painfully literal for me. It started as any other day would. Wandering the side roads and alleyways of New York City, and feeling overly sorry for myself. Living on the streets will do that to you.

Anywho, I was walking down the usual dead end alley way where I live, when I see a button. Not the kind that you use to do up your shirt, but the kind that you clip on to clothes. It was a simple Yin and Yang pattern that you could get at a corner store for 75 cents! But, me being the fool that I was, I picked it up. At that moment, My life changed. Forever.

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