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A Night at the Ballet
This is the story of how I died on Monday night. Cass and I got tickets for the ballet. I was elated. He was dubious. We got dres...
14 Apr 2017
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I took a photo on the day I started university and another on the day I left. On my first day, I was nervous. Not the coy, cutesy nervous...
13 Apr 2017
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