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The ruins that were the once popular girls and boys, the losers, the broken, sick, mad, lost, outcast, and unfulfilled are still swirling forty years later down the toilet that is my old hometown.
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I peeled the strip of skin back from their little finger as they screamed and looked at me pleadingly.
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