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When I was in fifth grade, I met a boy named Jason. At least, I think that was his name. It’s been 30 years, so I don’t really remember. Anyway, Jason was a little older than I was, was bigger, taller, and better looking. He also had one other thing I admired: hermit crabs. 3Continue reading “A 30 Year Old Dream Comes True”