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"I Am Moehawk" by anorexnik
Moey entered the room, blinking at the light that shone directly into his eyes. He saw the assistant hand his application to one of the Yes Boy Ice Cream Shoyrus and tried not to show his nerves. They were here? Watching him? Moey felt his stomach churn...

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