If that day you walked down Wilson Street, you’d have seen an 18-year-old girl with earphones whistling and skipping down a puddle riddled road. The whistling was out of nervousness and the skipping partially because she didn’t want her new shoes to get wet and partly because she just couldn’t help but bounce a little bit to the great beats of Lady Gaga. I have never listened to any of Lady Gaga’s music, but I’ll take this girl’s skip as a compliment for it. This girl was named Fox. Why? Not every question needs to be answered idiot reader. I am assuming Wolf was taken. Anyway, Fox held a paper, on it was a list of pros and cons. You see, Fox was trying to decide what college to go to. She had narrowed it down to 3 from a list of 81 with a strict criterion of prestige, graduate employability rankings and how funny the name sounded. She couldn’t choose between the 3. Her parents were of no help as they couldn’t choose either. Hoping these genes making them undecisive don’t go too...
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