Real Life Mapping

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When I was little, I would go outside and play. I did the same as any other normal kid would do: I made up wondrous lands, filled them with wondrous people, and then had wondrous adventures. That’s a lot of wonder, but it was never enough for me. I had joy in what was around me, I loved the little things, and I couldn’t get enough of it.

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