I heard the fire trucks screaming and peaked out the window of my eighth story classroom to see them zooming down Stanley street. Then as I stood there, a dancing tissue caught my eye. And not just any dancing tissue, but a tissue dancing on the same level as the 5th floor. It swooped, dove and flipped back up only to land again on a nearby roof covered in graffiti. Clearly not satisfied, it swiftly took flight again in a matter of seconds and at that point I was forced to take my seat again.
I hope all ended well for that tissue.
And yep, that's the most interesting thing that's happened to me in a while but perhaps also the most pleasant.
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