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Mindsville

"Goodmorning" he says with an enthusiastic smile but it's just a charade and it's lasted a while. He really doesn't care whether their morning is good and he'd make them all feel just as bad if he could. Faking his interest as they incessantly drone surrounded by people but he feels so alone. They can't pay their morgage they cant fix their car yet all that he's hearing is bla bla bla bla. He thinks back to a time when his life was still fun as he plays back the memories of adventures begun. They continue to drone but don't notice he's gone because he lives in his mind, population 1.

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Date: 1/30/2016 1:32:00 PM
PAWLU, A great pleasure to find and read your pen today. Love -- SKAT --
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Date: 10/30/2010 7:45:00 AM
Nice metaphor - mindsville you have penned so well, Pawlu
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Date: 10/30/2010 6:46:00 AM
Pawlu its so great to read you !Celene!
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