So, my friends in Northeastern Florida, in the nation's oldest continuing city, but who didn't really participate in the culture.., got invites to that prestigious school, though I didn't and moved there at 12 and couldn't get good letters of recommendation for honors and like fought my way in, got the books early, and didn't read them, whereas other kids read them in high school. So, these friends goofed off and for some reason had to stop talking to me. I know when junior high started, this happened.
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