letters to the editor
Dear Japan:
Please stop giving me food poisoning and raining on me and stealing my umbrella and stealing my camera cord and making the train go away from school instead of towards school and giving three-page-papers when I'm dying and stomping on my face.
Love, Anna.
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Dear Thomas:
What are you talking about?
Love, Amanda.
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Dear People Not In Japan:
Please send band-aids, chewing gum, and normal food.
Love, Anna.
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Dear Juli:
Thomas is looking for you. It's cracking me up. Please continue to be hidden.
Love, Anna.
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Dear Anna:
I hate you.
Love, Thomas.
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Dear Aunt Joyce:
I've discovered that toast in Japan is really awesome. The bread is all thick and soft and delicious. It comes in second only to your miraculous toast...I still haven't figured out how you do that.
Love, Anna.
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Dear oden:
Don't come near me. You taste gross and make me ill. Why is konyaku all grey and rubbery? You don't know either. I refuse to eat you.
Love, Anna.
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Dear world:
Rock on, world. Rock on.
Love, Megan.
p.s. don't forget your pants
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Dear Japan,
Why do you taste so good? (Except for oden.)
Love, Katie.
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Dear Wittenberg,
Sorry, but Japan is cooler than you.
Love, the Witt gurlz.
Please stop giving me food poisoning and raining on me and stealing my umbrella and stealing my camera cord and making the train go away from school instead of towards school and giving three-page-papers when I'm dying and stomping on my face.
Love, Anna.
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Dear Thomas:
What are you talking about?
Love, Amanda.
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Dear People Not In Japan:
Please send band-aids, chewing gum, and normal food.
Love, Anna.
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Dear Juli:
Thomas is looking for you. It's cracking me up. Please continue to be hidden.
Love, Anna.
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Dear Anna:
I hate you.
Love, Thomas.
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Dear Aunt Joyce:
I've discovered that toast in Japan is really awesome. The bread is all thick and soft and delicious. It comes in second only to your miraculous toast...I still haven't figured out how you do that.
Love, Anna.
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Dear oden:
Don't come near me. You taste gross and make me ill. Why is konyaku all grey and rubbery? You don't know either. I refuse to eat you.
Love, Anna.
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Dear world:
Rock on, world. Rock on.
Love, Megan.
p.s. don't forget your pants
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Dear Japan,
Why do you taste so good? (Except for oden.)
Love, Katie.
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Dear Wittenberg,
Sorry, but Japan is cooler than you.
Love, the Witt gurlz.