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… guy looking at me since no doors or roof could give us some privacy. I knew I needed a way out, so I did what any desperate 12-year-old would do: I befriended one of the latrine rats.
Eunice Rabert Hernández
Simon Dillon
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Yikes. A desperate move indeed.
Novelist and Short Story-ist. Film and Book Lover. If you cut me, I bleed celluloid and paper pulp. Blog: www.simondillonbooks.wordpress.com
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