So, I live on the poor end of town. My father is gone, and my mother owns a rather derelict composite entertainment center: There is bowling (a few lanes), a movie theater (or a few rooms to watch a movie), an out-of-business diner, a section closed off with "DO NOT ENTER" tape ... (I think something bad happened there.) There is a broken escalator
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So bleak. My dreams aren't usually so bleak.
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My dreams aren't usually bright or chipper. You know, that whole "dreams are a reflection of reality" thing. I'm going to search to find earrings similar to the ones I had ...
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