Dear Peons and Classmates, I trust you have found this tiny crystal bottle that I floated down the river, buoyed only by my white ruffled pantaloons, and this note I write with red lip stain from the confines of this most horrible imprisonment. Although it pains me to request anything from you, my so-called peers, […]

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