chapter one

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It's a snowy afternoon in uptown, New York. Like every Saturday I walk down to Clark's to pop in and say hello to Alex. Nothing changed much in her store its damp, and darkened, she has holes in her ceiling and a couple rusted old water buckets on the ground catching every drop like it was destined for them to be in that bucket, she has wooden crates that had gotten dampened from the snow, stacked on top of each other, and in just one more minute they would just collapes. In the back corner she had stack of old books with a mountain of dust on them My name Eastern Temples nothing ever went right for me. But something, something changed my life forever and it al started with a hello. It all started when I was getting coffee at The Grey Dog's Coffee it was very penetrating outside with the cold air and everything.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 03, 2015 ⏰

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