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Last published Thu, Jul 13, 2017
A story told from the perspectives of a girl named Ava and a boy named Luke.
Ava is jaded to the world and hides herself in a labyrinth of walls and failed coping strategies.
Luke is quiet and artistic and more observant than Ava was counting on.
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