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August 1, 2014
I'm aces at jacks and I have the bloody knuckles and scabs to prove it. My jacks have been tossed on the asphalt, the sidewalk, and the linoleum so hard and so often that several of them are worn through, gray-ish silver exposed like tooth dentin. You may have more friends than I do, you may have the long blonde hair and the dad who doesn't yell, you may have the boys drooling over the outline of a training bra under your T-shirt, but I've got this skill you don't, but you wouldn't care about it even if you knew.