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It was March 9, 2013; the hangover from my birthday was still vivid. It hit me like a gunshot. "I'm leaving you. your love for me is more than I want”. Now I could be reborn.

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As Ryan was crossing the street, he had to use his hand to protect his eyes from the setting sun. Squinting through the crosswalk, he heard mostly familiar sounds in New York City.

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"time's up losers!" echoed through the dimmly lit room. "time to show what you're made of!" the cloaked man shrilled. the rituals were exausting, but i was trained to be better. I

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