The Angle

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In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay's first paragraph.

"It was Friday, finally. No more homework, no more football practice, no more locker jams, no more awkward lab classes with Audrey; I was done with being Wendell Louis, high school junior; I was free...for a few days anyway. I made it to the parking lot outside through the crowded, noisy, stale smelling halls, without so much as a trip, a dropped book or a comment about my "wizard beard;" maybe this would be the weekend, my lucky weekend."

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