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Deep in the jungles of Waukegan, IL a divine manchild in the form of a little girl was born to an aristocrat in dire straights. She named this being Blanca, for the child was the great white hope of the family and its priceless possessions. No pictures or footprints survive from the birth in that exceptional year - 1982. The family of nine moved from one residence of genteel poverty to another, and finally found their destined dwelling - a yellow trailer, the color of bananas. It was nestled deep in the little resort town of Park City among others of its kind.
It was in this opulent tin box stationed - conveniently - ten feet away from a roaring locomotive track, that the dark-skinned beauty grew silently. She spoke to no one, except to insult them, and spent years in furtive isolation, reading about the world she would one day inherit. On the eve of her eighteenth year, she anounced to her docile and insipid siblings that she - Blanca - would sacrifice the best years of her life to study the great history of civilization, in hopes of learning the secrets to social mobility.
Off she went, leaving a worried and hopelessly lost family behind to the world-renowned Illinois State University, where she toiled mercilessly in the land of intellectual slave-driving. There, she met and fell in love with Bryan, a handsome Celtic peasant of considerable charm. It is here that our heroine finds herself. What lies ahead for the wonderchild? What of her family? Who is this man whom has stolen her heart?
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Here is a link to a few pictures of me. Two of them are not very good. Sorry about that!
Picture 1 : A good friend and me at a party. Good fun! Woo!
Picture 2 : Probably the best picture of me I have on my computer. As you can tell, I don't have much to work with on here.
Picture 3 : Me and my petrified cat, Kishka.