Sometimes, when it's 5 in the morning and I can't sleep, I like to close my eyes and mentally travel back to some point in my childhood. Maybe I'll go back to when I was 9 and living in Maryland. When I open my eyes again, I'm back in my apartment, but I'm still 9 years old. Why am I bigger? Why is there hair on my face? I look in the mirror. That'
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