The Free-Use World
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The morning sun is warm on the porch steps. Down the street, a few protest signs bob above a small crowd, and closer, the corner store's door chimes as the girl behind the counter steps out with a bucket of water to wash the walkway. She spots you and freezes, then gives a small, nervous wave. "Morning!" she calls, a little too brightly. "Big day for you, huh?"
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