Finished Folds (21—23)
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6Even without the smell of bleach stinging her nostrils, Mary new she was back at her old high school. It was the hallway echoed; she could almost hear the taunts of the other kids
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7past the desert turtles, giggle snorting as they made rude jokes with reference to obscure science fiction graphic novels at pedestrians. Sweat shone from their pasty faces
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2Not that Frieda wasn't a particularly hot name, it just didn't conjure up the quick witted sexiness that she exuded as she flew through the air. Frieda was an awesome rodent.