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Chapter one
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Rocketpollos
Writer’s block A novel by Rocketpollos **************** ..
Writer’s block
A Book by
Rocketpollos
1-This is the Beginning
A Chapter by
Rocketpollos
The day I started to live by Rocketpollos The day I started to livebyAymeric Solis licensed under aC..
2-This is what happened before the Beginning
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Rocketpollos
2-This is what happened before the Beginning Everything began 2 weeks ago in a very large and boring neighborhood of Seattle. At that time I was ..
3-The Part following the beginning but not yet the..
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3-The Part following the beginning but not yet the middle The pain of the hand break across my back, it was the first thing I felt when I wake up..
4-This part contain Rock n’ roll, Weed, Thre..
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4-This part contain Rock n’ roll, Weed, Threesome and LSD. We drove across Oregon the all day long only stopping once so I could get gas an..
5-This is the part where the whole thing got very ..
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Rocketpollos
5-This is the part where the whole thing got very messed up ‘’That wasn’t f*****g aspirin’’ was the first though to ..
6-This chapter is starring Elvis, a Ninja and a Mc..
A Chapter by
Rocketpollos
6-This chapter is starring Elvis, a Ninja and a McMuffin. -I’m so hungry; I swear I could eat Colonel Sanders! -I’m felling exactl..
7-That’s when the real s**t sprung
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Rocketpollos
7-That’s when the real s**t sprung We get our asses out of that freaking City, driving in a long straight Highway heading south-west in the ..
8-Malibu in the morning or the calm before the Sto..
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8-Malibu in the morning or the calm before the Storm The sun was rising on the city of Los Angeles; Kurt Cobain was singing Smells Like Teen Spirit..
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