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A Mask I Made Burns |
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I still love 1920s buildings. I remember popcorn burning in the dorm kitchen. |
I'm still going through all of my stuff. I got tired of shredding papers from my life, so I decided it was time to burn. No, those aren't my stash of letters from people around the globe burning; they are mostly notes from all of the academic courses I took in my teens.
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