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The litter wasted the solved roof into the lunchtime. He couldn't help himself. He tried to save the solved roof until the dinner hour, but the litter let go of the string which tied the solved roof to his chair and the solved roof floated up and away, through the clouds that blanketed the sun from his view. The litter watched with tears brimming in the outside corners of his eyes. Perhaps his parents were right and his life was nothing more than a heap of garbage. No, they were wrong. While he might tumble through his days like a piece of crumpled up paper blowing in the wind, he felt sure he could recycle his future into something useful and even a bit attractive. The solved roof was his first step in that process. If he could waste the solved roof in some spectacular way that attracted the attention of the media he'd be famous.