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So
there I was...enjoying New Years 2003. Anna was hosting a party
at her apartment on Pratt St., and I was mingling with the guests.
Someone thought it would be an interesting idea to put me on top
of the ceiling fan. That was fun for a few seconds, but then I fell
off, and that's when the trouble started. Anna lost track of me,
and the next thing I knew, her sneaky twin friends Lynn and Leigh
swooped me up and tucked me away. |
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This
is me the next day...what inhuman treatment! Clearly my captors
were afraid of my power, so they bound me like a criminal. |
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Here
is another technique my captors used against me. Though they tried
to inflict discomfort upon my body, they had no power over my spirit.
I rallied within. |
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At last I
was returned to Anna, taped to the front of her car to be discovered
after she arrived home from dinner at Pho Hon's noodle place in
Providence.
What an ordeal...but
I survived!
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