I saw Matthew on the sidewalk. He was holding some papers with "The Hobo Chronicles" written on them. I grabbed them from his hand and set them on fire. He never wrote them again.
The End
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I saw Matthew on the sidewalk. He was holding some papers with "The Hobo Chronicles" written on them. I grabbed them from his hand and set them on fire. He never wrote them again.
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Don't make me write more.
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