English majors may be the most aware of
themselves---
and they see what life is really like,
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They weren't freaky hobos in your story. I was just that scared.
ReplyDeleteThe point is is that I read your Commentary Screenplay.
ReplyDeleteAnd that it was so good, I thought about it while in such a horrifying predicament.
My mom didn't even read my screenplay.
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And I'm sorry about the hobos. Downtown can be scary.