FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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Resolved, I set out alone, hitching my way to San Jose with nothing but the clothes on my back & my Michael Kors purse. By the time I got to Wichita, I thought maybe I was wrong -
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l flavor almost as much as the smell reminiscent of cloudy dishwater with a hint of fishoil. But one of these days Madame Wong dreamed of branching out and opening her own -
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and into the eye socket of a Vietnam Vet who'd lost his eye in battle. The vet had removed his patch right as the button flew in. The button had been made in Vietnam. It whispered -
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I didn't enjoy sharing my bunk with you last night. Being my cell mate doesn't automatically entitle you to a foot massage, you're going to have to work for that privilege. xoxo. -
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Dogs were her passion, her life. She had to try it. She could go to Harvard later. Like her mother always said "Money can wait, dreams cannot"