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In front of some public restrooms, I ponder my situation.
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One familar guy bursts out of the ladies.
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Posted on the wall between the doors is a wanted poster for the man I escaped. He's wanted for mail fraud and theft of a private jet.
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I see a wanted poster, the man I shoved is wanted for mass murder, drug dealing, grand theft auto and criminal destruction of fifteen different, empty skyscrapers. Oddly, no deaths in the latter.
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My mom, long thought dead from a truck accident in Brazil, runs by.
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Josh Burbank, Dictator of Canada, appears behind me and hands me a fish platter with fries.
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