Bottom Ivan for me myself and you... i guess.
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Ivan’s glasses were forgotten on the dirty waxed floors with those strands of hair engraved in it – everyone who noticed it would want to pick at it, but it’d only leave an unsatisfied feeling behind when the hair left an imprint in its place.
“T-Till.” Ivan finally gasped, as if he had been pulled above sea level with the loud bell. “Till. T-the bell. M-my.. bus-”
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