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“I looked up the embankment towards the sound and I saw what appeared to be a small white face contrasting against the deep dark of the forest. Focusing as best I could it appeared to be a person crouching and looking down at my shelter.”
Now look at yourself. What are you doing with your life? You sold out of your bedroom-recorded magnum opus that you put out on your cassette tape label you funded using Kickstarter and from selling weed. Or maybe you wrote for The Huffington Post, killed it at the comedy open mic, made a delicious sandwich, and looked good in an otherwise horrible looking knitted hat.