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Any resemblance to persons living or dead should be plainly apparent to them and those who know them, especially if the author has been kind enough to provide their real names and, in some cases, their unmistakable traits. 

  1. All events described herein actually happened, though on occasion the author has taken certain, very small, liberties with the chronology because that is his right as a human.
  2. This blog portrays my personal views about worldly aspects and if they hurt the sentiments of any person, sect, religion or group, I apologize from the core of my heart.
  3. And there will still be those who hold a grudge against me... Please, please, please don't harass yourself on my account. You got better things to do in life. 
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