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Dot Me

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adventure dot dystopian nonfiction

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Every one who was left on planet Earth now has some sort of Dot on their arm. These Dot's are what allow people to live normal lives. Each colour of Dot means different personality traits, having at least one get's you a job, a partner, and an education.
Kit developed a Dot at age 4; the only problem was, it wasn't just one colour
Nate never had a Dot, and the Major Population centers know that.
Both of them now have to find a way to expose just what it is that makes a Dot so important, but things are never as they seem. The only thing that keeps them going is one thing:
I am not afraid.Tutti i diritti riservati

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Rogue. (IN REVISION)

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