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How smart I was

Really. I wrote Victoria's Dance a year before my creative writing class made me self-conscious of my extensive follies. But Victoria's situation really calls to me right now, almost like someone else wrote it. She's an in-between, not quite privileged, not quite not. Half of people treat her like a servant and the other half, interesting, eccentric people, treat her as an intellectual equal. It feels like my life.

At that point in my life I was just conjecturing on what the world beyond my tower room was like. I wrote this overlooking campus. I was not that far off on my guesses. The professors can say what they will. I think I was right on it.

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