| A Story: |
| This story is a demonstration of actual writing. This was uncovered by Logan in the book "Pure Drivel" by Steve Martin. It serves no real purpose. |
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| Call me Ishmael. It was cold, very cold, here in the mountain town of Kilimanjaroville. I could hear a bell. It was tolling. I knew exactly for who it was tolling, too. It was tolling for me, Ishmael Twist, a red guy who likes frappe. [Author's note: I am now stuck. I walk over to a rose and look into its heart] That's right, Ismael Twist. |
| Keep in mind that typing is fun and easy. I could be typing "sidhfv fjiv" and would enjoy it as much as typing words that actually make sense. |
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