three.

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of course theyd bully me.
why wouldnt they?

i guess its back to eating in the bathroom for me.
someone walked in.
it was a boy.
in the girls bathroom.

"what the hell?" i say.

"you arent from around here. you're different."

"oh well arent you the fucking expert?"

"you shouldnt mess with those girls. they are nothing but trouble."

"hey man, i appreciate it, but i do what i want. now kindly leave the girls bathroom?"

he left.

what was his problem?
is there nothing left of meaning for the word "privacy"?

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