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Chapter One: Remarkable I was never remarkable. As a kid, I could not fathom why my cousin was the centre of attention all the time. I thought it had to do with the fact that he is one year older and thus generated all the buzz. I mean seriously, I would take pains to be at a gathering and they would ask for him instead. It was later I realized it probably had to do with the ‘M’ word. Something he was and I was not.Chapter One: Remarkable by ~kevesque
Mature.
And now, years later, little has changed. Well, I have matured of course. I am still not remarkable. I cannot think of ways to break the ice in a smooth fashionable manner, the way other people seem to be able to. It has always puzzle
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