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    Tough It Out

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    Doug Langille

    Doug Langille

    hack writer & shameless technophile

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    The water stung the cuts and scrapes along my arms. I inspected each one. Were they bites or scratches? No, just the rough and tumble bumps and bruises of a tomboy on the playground. I dried myself off and dressed in some clean jeans and hoodie. My hair was wet, but I put it up in a ponytail anyway. Practical matters.

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    Tags: drama, flash

    Published: November 10, 2014

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