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Their Situation, Our Problem
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Ongoing, First published Apr 12, 2016
So why am I currently on a spontaneous road-trip across the Mojave with my cousin and four strangers? Why are said strangers constantly getting us almost-killed? (Like seriously, do they have no common sense.) Why did I think it was a good idea to take the shortcut behind Walmart? Why did I think "facade" was pronounced "fakade" instead of "fasad"? Bad life choices, that's why. Except for that last one, that was the school system's fault. They have failed me big time.
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