I've been around main street twice. The asphalt is real. There's a train, but it doesn't move very fast. I still rode on it back and forth to town a few times. It's real, too. The jungle is real, and the beach is real. They said I was fake, but I'm not. They really should look into changing their story to make it more convincing, because I know I'm real. I know the things around me are real. I know what happened is real.




I keep asking myself. I'll get it down, eventually.

New Moore- real, or not real?

As housemaid or servant of All-works. From London, educated in English and French, with experience as lady's maid. Hard-working, single, possessing of good character. 8 months at previous employment, fee negotiable. East Building, room 301.