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Manga artists do manga once a week, Nica... well except when they take a break.
Manga artists do manga once a week, Nica... well except when they take a break.
A few hours later, I heard a knock on the door. I rushed over to it, eagerly awaiting reading the letter. In the last letter I sent, I asked a man I once knew to open up his own shop. A shop where people could obtain stamps, cards, letters and most importantly, badges. He agreed that this would be a good idea and he opened up a small shop not long after. The mayor of the town kept a watchful eye of the shop. She knew that there would be immature little kids there soon, collecting stamps and causing a riot. The mayor had one rule in her town, which was to only trade four buttons or more, in order to get stamps. The owner of the shop knew there was a lot of competition, but he didn't really care. Most of the time in the early months I helped people obtain stamps and kept the shop under control.
I finally made something of myself. I was helping people, I was being friendly, I was going to nearby towns, giving advice. I felt as if I actually meant something. A month after the shop opened up, a young man walked into the shop. He began talking about a distant state where people could alter board games and actually change it to their liking. I always wondered about this place, but I never stepped out of this state. For me, it was my home. The young man's name was Victor. He came from another country, so he couldn't speak English as well as the rest of us, but he had aspirations of becoming a mayor one day. Some of my friends and I laughed it off, thinking that he just stalked people, he would never make a successful mayor.