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By the way, did you know that in Archie comics univerTop 10 magic pranks that went too far be like 
By the way, did you know that in Archie comics univerTop 10 magic pranks that went too far be like 
By the way, did you know that in Archie comics univerTop 10 magic pranks that went too far be like 
By the way, did you know that in Archie comics univerTop 10 magic pranks that went too far be like 
By the way, did you know that in Archie comics univer

Top 10 magic pranks that went too far be like 
By the way, did you know that in Archie comics universe (issue 636) Sabrina made a genderswap of the whole Riverdale with her magic powers 
She also went out on a date with Jug dressed up as a burger, but that is a whole another story


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My heavy pack slides down my arm as I march down the street and away from Pop’s. The air is getting

My heavy pack slides down my arm as I march down the street and away from Pop’s. The air is getting colder as summer fades into fall and I’m going to need someplace to sleep that has a real roof over it, and I’m going to need it soon.

But that’s not where my mind is focused. My own comfort isn’t as important as the truth, and there are too many lies hanging over our quiet town of Riverdale. Thinking of creature comforts is a distraction I do not have time for. I’ve stumbled into open beds before, and I will again. Something will come along, and until it does, I’ll make due with Pop’s waning generosity.

I can’t leave my stuff at Pop’s while I’m not there. Too many sticky fingers. Like I said, Pop’s generosity. Leads to less than stellar people finding employment there when no one else will have them. Normally my pack doesn’t bother me. It’s my lifeline, my whole world stuffed in one oversized bag. Now though, now it’s a liability. Too recognizable, too heavy for where I’m going.

Whatever is happening in Riverdale is bigger than me. It’s bigger than Jason Blossom getting shot in his pretty face. It’s bigger than the mess my own father has gotten into. Keller’s dad is useless, too busy chasing his own tail at the request of the town’s rich and powerful to actually get to the bottom of some crime.

I’d been hoping to get a look at his files, whatever of them that Keller had managed to get put together, but Kevin had quashed that dream when he relayed that their home had been ransacked. Important information was stolen, things that prying eyes like my own would love to get ahold of. It leaves me wondering who might be the one, or ones, who were brazen enough to break into a police officer’s home. My father’s cronies, for one. That’s the easy answer. With everything else going on though, well, the answer is a lot more murky.


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I’m just gunna say it. Fuck Ethal.

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