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I was a latchkey kid. We moved a lot, too.

  • I was a latchkey kid. We moved a lot, too. I never got a handle on settling down to a future that would inevitably change. One day on the way home, two roads. I took the safe way.

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  • I looked at the road I could have traveled, and saw a ghostly image of myself in an alternative universe. He was Goofus to my Galliant. As I settled into my simple life, he went on

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  • to become one of the most celebrated poets of his generation. His work was not impressive by any conventional standard but provocative enough to cement his reputation as a

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  • genius, so Andrew Dice Clay took his bow. He accidentally ashed on Maya Angelou's hair stole, but she didn't care because his wit and poetry was so

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  • So popular that nobody cared, until 12 years later.

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  • He opened his eyes, looking around his environment, utterly confused and bewildered.

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  • He'd never been able to look AROUND his environment before. Being able to peek past the edge of his existence was both electrifying and a tad nauseating.

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  • Ever since he got his peripheral vision fixed he felt like Aladdin riding the magic carpet in a whole new world. It was a dazzling place he never knew! He could see people creep up

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  • beside him and openly mock him, but he was so unused to such a sight that he didn't take offense. He became known as an easy-going guy and got invited to parties by people who

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  • thought he was a swell guy. They never suspected his strange inclinations which worked out for him as they tended to trust him much too quickly. That made killing them easy.

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