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I folded the last of my floral t-shirts and packed it into my suitcase. Zipping it up, I made sure I had everything I needed: clothes, swimming trunks, sunscreen, Nintendo DS, and headphones to listen to podcasts while traveling. Just as I made sure I had all of those things, Zatanna walked into my room. “Where are you going?” she asked. “I’m going on vacation from DeviantArt!” I happily announced. “You? Vacation from DeviantArt? But you never go on vacation from that site! Even when you wrote 31 consecutive stories for Kinktober, you didn’t take a break; you posted a story about socks the very next