My Side of the Mountain: Tech Upgrade
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Complete Wed, May 18, 202220m
This short story is a modern adaptation of the popular book "My Side of the Mountain". It is written as a series of journal entries, and I write as Sam Gribley about his adventures after he runs away to the mountains. The purpose of the adaptation is to show how technology touches every part of our lives and can be both a help and a hindrance.
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