Page 1 of 5 Being new is never easy.§0
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§0Fortunately, I wasn't the newest person for long; a new neighbor moved in not long after my first house was built, just outside my back yard. §0
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§0I was both pleased and sad to lose the
Page 2 of 5 possibility of expansion, but I'd gained a friend.§0
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§0In the meantime, I took odd jobs, working for whoever would hire me, doing what needed doing.§0
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§0In town, I mostly worked for New_Yardbird. He was
Page 3 of 5 hugely influential in town; constantly active, I wasn't sure he ever signed off. §0
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§0I earned my first diamonds from him. I dug holes; broke reinforced glass; moved goods.§0
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§0Life was good. My friend and I went on
Page 4 of 5 an expedition; I began to explore the larger world. I meant to find an ice mountain, but found a quiet tundra instead. Here, I made my first secret base; more would follow.§0
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§0Around this time I began to explore the requirements of making experience, and
Page 5 of 5 learned the trade by collecting melons for a producer in town.
