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*The page is yellowed, but the ink is recent, perhaps written only a year or two ago*

I'm leaving for a new life. Don't know if I should pack my books or not. Well anyway, I lost track of time so that's why this entry isn't titled, heh, but no matter. This'll be the final entry. Oh, broski's callin' for me! Bye!

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