Hunting, Gathering, and everything inbetween. Im a dean. the poorest in the community. I will never be like the mayhems. They breathe money. I can barely afford some bread. I traded some berrys for a loaf once. But the baker said they were bittersweet. The point is, if i don't get the food, nothing gets put on the table. My sister and mother can't seem to get along, my mothers gone mental, and we can't afford medicine or a doctor. Life is Bittersweet.

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