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I had been doing the same thing for a long time. School ..... home ..... school ..... home. I felt I was about to scream with the monotony. In the morning I could almost drive to school in my sleep. Then one day my friend Hank came and got m ....

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... the dead. In broken English he said, “Hello, my name is Hank, nice to meet you.” I almost didn't respond because I was laughing at a man named Hank from India had just come into my house, but I got out a , “very good, how are you?” He didn't look like, act like, or even dress like an American, but with a name like Hank it was the only thing that would make sense to me. If his name had been Akbar or Jabar, it wouldn't have been so strange for me. But Hank?...come on. What were his parents thinking. It could start a tribal war or whatever those people in India do for fun. Although I was confused I shook his hand warmly. He c ...