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the archive(s): issue no. 4:

1 1-min. story from "Book of Harmonies" / Joseph Galvan

                                                                                                                                   
I remember I was around thirteen or so when I first began making friends. There was this kid named Roel who went to the same middle school as I did. I was in my awkward days then. I quickly fell in love with him and my whole life was devoted to the thought or memory of this guy. One day I got his telephone number from him and I decided to give him a call, purely out of friendship. His mother picked up. I asked if he was there. She said he was getting ready for some kind of basketball game. Then she hung up. The next day I was surprised to find that his mother had told him that she didn't like boys calling the house. The friendship ended right then and there. I was heartbroken.


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