Friday, November 12, 2010

Dear Mall of America,

I visited you for the first time ever today.  But I came to visit the school that lives inside of you.  I win.  I managed to go to school here for more than two years without visiting you. 

Why do people on crime shows always say "Oh, and get a hold of this..."?


love,
hannah

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