Prologue

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I see two young girls talking as if their life depended on it.

Stop talking.

They are walking in my direction.

Outta my face! You’re blocking my view.

Their talking grows louder.

“Shut up!” I yell. “Just go the hell away.”

They quickly move away, scrambling like rats. I can now see the graffiti-covered wall ahead of me clearly.

This place belongs to me. All the world needs is me. I got my values, so people can keep theirs.

I put on my headphones to shut out the world.

I don’t get people.

Never have, never will.

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