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He adjusted the microphone, reached into his gown, pulled out the approved speech, and set it on the podium to the side.
“Good evening. My name is Elias Torres. I’m your valedictorian. I was supposed to give a speech about hard work and following your dreams. I’m not going to do that.”
A murmur moved through the crowd.
“I want to talk about something continue reading …
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