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| Metaverse by Daco Monday, LEA11 2012 |
The alien was called Marijuana. He never knew why. One
day, crossing the street, a friend yelled “Marijuana!” trying to draw his attention
to a speeding bicycle. Everyone looked at his friend and not at him, including
the biker. Marijuana suffered a rupture on layers 1, 2 and 3 of his skin plus a
terribly bruised ego. “Marijuana in the way of unsuspecting biker”, the
headlines would read. He was tired of being made fun of and he never saw the
irony of being as green as nature could produce the color green, the plant name
and the flying biker.
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