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About Me
- AravisisWriting
- Buffalo, New York
- I'm just a twentysomething Californian living in a heck-of-a-lot-colder climate than I'm used to. I write about whatever I feel like writing about. Sometimes I even write about myself.
Yes, I Tweet Occasionally.
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