Maarten Isn't Naming This Story
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Maarten is weird. He says it himself. He is a loner, and a genius. He has one special "thing" that the rest of us don't. There is another story being written as I type this to explain the "things" he has. This is his story in his own words. I hope you enjoy it.
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