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Tuesday, November 20, 2012


Marc had been stuck in the body of that cab driver for weeks. He finally had a fare long enough to switch bodies with--but he didn’t know much about her from the ride. She didn’t appear to speak much English, but now her body was now his. He couldn’t understand the language the name on her passport was written in. This was going to be a hard life to adjust to, but he didn’t have any options as the woman in the cab driver’s body left in the magic taxi.

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