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Chapter 47: Mr. Longview
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2020-11-27 07:53:16Pennsylvania, 2018
Maria shook her head as she came down from the bus and took a short stride to her apartment. "Nothing that is as wonderful as knowing you are about to make a thousand dollars by simply watching a student throughout the night," she said to her roommate, Uju.
"I can imagine," Uju said, still looking at a book written by an English man with increasing difficulty.
"What are you doing?" Maria asked.
"Reading a book," Uju replied. "I am studying for a history exam that I have tomorrow."
"That is great. I wish you success in your exams."
Uju smiled. "Do you know Marco Paolo?"
"Marco Polo or Marco Paolo?" Maria asked.
"Which one is an Italian merchant?" Uju laughed.
"I supposed you mean Venice as Italy was not really a thing and that would be Marco Polo."
"Yeah him! Venice! I guess you know his relationship with Genghis Khan?"
"Yes I do," Maria replied, smiling. "I retain information like a
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