It's 6:03 in the morning. I haven't gone to bed yet. The TV is off, Noire is on my left sleeping on a pile of socks. There's complete silence save the humming of the computer and the snores escaping Noire. For some reason morning (my sense of the word) is a time for thinking. I was looking through a binder from 8th grade. It had math homework
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