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"This is my imaginary town, go find your own." He snapped. "Excuse me?" My anger flared. "You heard me." The boy's eyes narrowed. "I don't think you have a right to own a town, real or imaginary." I stood toe to toe with him. "Says you." He frowned. "Well, I'm here." I poked his chest. "So you're going to have to get over it." I marched away.
