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Dear Justin. I saw you in the hall today. I know damn well you saw me too. I mean YOU LOOKED AT ME. And then you looked away, like you'd seen nothing. Like you'd seen air.

Is that what I am to you now?

Well, guess what. If I'm air to you, you're nothing but a pile of shit to me. Horse shit.

You were always telling me horse shit was worse than bullshit. Or human shit.

You're shit.

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