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Everything moves slowly today. My white blood cell counts are sticking at 0. In the distance, off to the south, a small factory of some sort billows cottony clouds of industrial byproduct into the Indianapolis air.
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It was a hot summer day as Riley Matthews was walking down a sidewalk in central park. Riley was a teenager whose body was developing quite nicely and she was full aware of that, particularly with her choice of dress attire as she walked through the park. She was wearing short shorts and a tank top and smiled as she realized teenage guys nearby were noticing her.