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Tripp Island journal...initial entry.
I woke up this morning in this horrible place. I had heard about it in college. 2 of my friends have
been here, only one made it back. I retrace the moments leading up to my exhile but cannot decipher the reason.
It was shortly after my birthday I remember.....my bracket was deleted. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIKE!!! FUCK YOU AND BY
THE WAY...I DELETED YOUR BRACKET!!! (OOOOHH....YOU DELETED MY BRACKET. WOW. WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO NEXT, BEND
THE CORNERS ON MY BASEBALL CARDS.) If only I would have known what would happen next. Had I known, I would
have made it right. Had I known, I would have found the clubs. Had I known, I wouldn't be stuck in this God
forsaken place.
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| FOUND OUT THAT MY BRACKET WAS DELETED |

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| WASN'T AWARE OF WHAT WAS TO COME |
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