Is the world really polluted?

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April 3, 2019
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Lisa Magill
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To My Children,

Hello, I am from the year 2019. My name is Oliver James Magill and right now it is 6:50 pm on the 3rd of April. Happy 3rd of April!!! So you are my children. Sup. I am guessing that emails probably wont exist by 2040, are there flying cars or is it still drive less. Right now the top song is Sucker by The Jonas Brothers. Is the world really polluted? Am i dead (hope not) am I a runner or chemist or a disability worker. In a few weeks we are moving to 2 Dover Cr, Howrah TAS. I hope you are just sending an email to one of your colleagues and come across this

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