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Giant

He broadcasts a misprint offender.

He is advised to question plutocracy.

He is deformed at birth and then again later.

He goes to war with a violin case as a a weapon.

He grabs all the paintings off the wall at once.

He is in an art museum.

He is in a grassroots rebellion against the free market society.

He is crashing a boat into the Pentagon.

He is chewing on a metal bottle cap and his teeth are all breaking off.

He is not allowed into the back seat of his own car.

He is watching a play from very far.

He yawns in a diner.

He lies in his bed.

Everyone overwhelms a giant.

Everyone recovers the disappointing vehicle throughout the famine.

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Feb 3, 2012
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