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July 4, 2005

Tanya: Stilts

He cautiously snuck another peek behind him to see if the were still following. Sure enough, try as he might, he just couldn’t shake them. He had spent the whole morning dashing around corners and hiding in stores, only to find them spying on him every time he relaxed. It was like this every day. Sometimes he couldn’t even bear to leave the house.

The paparazzi were bad enough, but he had never expected this. Playing center for the US Men’s Olympic basketball team had been his lifelong dream, but dodging these freakish Shriner’s tour groups was driving him crazy.

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