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58. Ugly Mother Father

Emara Stone

I let my hair loose as I walk on the streets where all motherfuckers had walked. That is my college.

I order a hazelnut frappe and like a blind horse, I walk straight to the corner table of the cafeteria, which has only one chair.

Mine.

Peace is the only cheese I would fight for....

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