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i dont even know what to say, or what to think, or what to do. its no business of mine, but i feel levelled all the same. i hate earlham. when i come back i will stay in my room and speak only with 5 people maximum, or i will scream at the top of my lungs all the time swinging my arms around violently hitting everyone in my path indiscriminately. possibly a combination of the two. i love NYC and i love myself and no one can touch me.