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Wanna know what the story is about? Well, find out yourself by reading it! Have fun! I will say one thing, and it's that if your looking for a happy go lucky story, than I suggest thinking twice before reading this. This story has a dark and kind of depressing vibe to it, but sometimes finds nostalgia in its own way. This story actually was originally a dream I had, and I found it interesting so I decided to extend it and make it into a story that people can read. So yeah, enjoy, I guess!
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