APUSH IN FANFIC FORM
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Basically the entire APUSH curriculum through the lens of a few characters
BY THE WAY MY CHARACTERS STAY BETWEEN THE SAME AGE RANGE THROUGH ALL THE HUNDREDS OF YEARS
ALSO HELP THIS STORY ISN'T SERIOUS AT ALL IM JUST WRITING INFORMATION...
I also don't condone slavery I just wrote it from a South perspective because I felt there was more stuff that was needed to know about the South
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