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Submitted to Contest #87
Ugh. Thought Mr. Willsby as he pushed through his front door and took a step into the day. The fresh air hit him full on and the heavy breeze took a hit on his posture. Frowning heavily, he stood by his doorway, only one thought on his mind. April fools, the most horrible day of the year. He looked around to his neighbours, and saw their two kids fiddling with a fishing line to trip people up on the sidewalk, and his frown sank even more. This was going to be a long day. He sighed and trudged up to his yellowing garden fence, his boots s...
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