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The Dime
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When a boy is named Measle, you most likely expect one of two things; either he is perpetually ill, or in a grand stroke of irony, has never been sick in his life. This Measle, however, was neither exceptionally sickly nor remarkably healthy. He had chicken pox at a proper age, caught colds only in damp weather, and had broken his arm twice, though in two different places. The only rather remarkable fact about Measle was that he had a slightly dour look on life. He grew up with his mother in a small house, where the tin roof was often dented by the angels falling all across the cities.

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