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One day i was talking to a professor in philosophy. Somehow religion had come up, and this is what he had to say:"You really think God loves us? Look..
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An poem i made in a hard time. Poems arent my best thing, but everyone said this one wasnt bad so I posted it
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My story starts with an average job, and that job starts
with me late at night, waiting outside a beautiful mansion, sitting back on a
lovely little..
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Thief Chapter 2I walked home late that night to my home, at the park. My
neighborhood is called a hooverville. It’s a thriving utopia of homele..
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Thief Chapter 3
Laura woke me up early that morning. she latched onto me and
started babbling about something. I groaned. What do you want?! I..
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Thief Chapter 4
I set out to work. I walked the streets nonchalantly,
looking at all the houses on my way to my big job. There was no reason ..
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Chapter 5
Turns out it turned up quite a bit of profit. The glass sculptures were from some noteworthy artist, apparently. It's felt like forever s..
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I woke up to an uproar. Police were pushing people aside, searching tents. Pushing tents over. Uh-oh. I immediately knew they were looking for me. I p..
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That night we assembled a big Hoover-bonfire, gathering metal trash cans, packing them neatly squared together, and burning whatever junk was within. ..
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"Wake up, River, wake
up!" Lenny pried my human blanket Laura away from me. I immediately
started shivering. I tried to make some noise in objecti..
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