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Jan 2016
remember when you were young and in school you'd only have one class and the globe sat on the teachers desk
when you finished your work, teacher would let you drag your finger across the painted surface and spin it until you found your future
Most of the time your finger would land on the oceanand you would spin again until your finger landed on a funny name ; like turkey, which was a food not a place at the time, or niger, which was a bad word that you weren't allowed to pronounce, even if it was where you were suppose to spend the rest of your days
Jean Sullivan
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Jean Sullivan  21/F/Traverse City
(21/F/Traverse City)   
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