11th March 2026 ------------------- Look For A "Number" (11) Mango Tree - Tell Me If It "Have" Mangoes To Feed "50" People, Just 50 - Nothing Too Hectic - Just Look !!
Listen "me" have some problems and "me" cannot understand - "me" just need some help alright, just need some help - NO and Yes help !
After about a few times talking to myself - I thought why don't I just stop and ask people some question !?
I could have learnt the greatest thing known to MAN - but let me try and make you understand !?
Me, what's the PROBLEM !?
I don't know - I just don't understand !
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"Everything is so... flat." Denille said stupidly as she looked around her new neighborhood. She looked around at the muted desert where even the smallest sign of life seemed to have given up. The plant life was shrubs that were half cooked by the heat and where there should have been a lawn, a mess of white rocks laid glistening in the sun. Even the sky looked stretched thin, like the sun had ironed it smooth. She’d moved from Riverside, where at least there were hills, but here in Barstow, everything felt baked and brittle.
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