Literature
A Tale of Three
Once upon a time, there was a city street. And on that city street, there lived a man. From the moment he was born, you could've called him a man. He was so large, his momma's screams could be heard three states away. Some say the mountains caught it, and they've been bouncing that scream back and forth ever since. While he lived in the house with just his momma and a picture of his papa, no one ever could say he was an only child. In the neighborhood, there were two girls, one with hair as golden as an angel's harp, and the other with hair as red as an apple. No one remembers when or how they met, but it'd be alarming to see any of them alone. Everyone always joked that they'd be clawing their hair out over him one day, and their parents always thought that their friendship would end with two of them gettin hitched, and the last being left in the cold. But, the man never even considered it. Those girls were family to him, and it'd be a sin to wed either of them.
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