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Hello, and welcome to the transcript for the "Vallo Co." instructional video part IV: The Novel : the book on tape. In this entry, we will cover the basics on constructing a food substance known most commonly as a Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwich. This may appear to be a simple foodstuff, enjoyed by young children, monkeys, and Lizard People in clever human disguises, but it is actually a very complex recipe, and life threatening if prepared improperly. If you enjoy this entry, please feel free to browse our other instructional works, such as "Discovering Lizard People in Clever Human Disguises for Dummies" and "20 karate moves Bears can't s

 Hymen Meshel was a young boy of fourteen. Like most other boys his age, he was working. He worked at a slaughter house twenty blocks away from where he was living with his mother and father and little sister Annie. However, he was not on his way to work. In fact, he was off to bring a cutlet sandwich, cobbled together from scraps that they'd had the last night for dinner, to his sister Annie at the Triangle Shirtwaist Factory. She was only ten, but she was being homeschooled by their mother, and worked cutting bolts of fabric at the thirteen-story building down on the corner.  And being as young and forgetful as she was, when a gro

Hello again. Still not much for talking are you? Don't matter, I got a lot to say anyhow. Been a while since we talked, a month at least, I reckon. But it's only on account a me not really havin' anything to say. Course, yesterday was different. Yesterday, she- Wait, wait. Hold my horses. I'm gettin' ahead a myself. Y'see, first off you should know yesterday was the Summer Sun Celebration. Was the second one we had since Luna came back from the moon, an'... Well you know that story. Point is that we stay up all night to watch the sunrise and eat and dance. Course, I usually don't partake in any of that, busy running the apple tent. You

Hello! How was your day? … You know, it's just plain rude to not answer when someone says hello. Let's try this again, my sister, Applejack, decided she needed to keep my hooves occupied while she went around Applebucking. Now, she's a right good filly, but really, I'm no writing man. She was jus being sweet, you know? Anyhoo, the girl decided that I should take up writing a journal of what I do while she's not around, so that I don't feel quite as useless. Whole lotta hooey if you ask me. Course you didn't ask. Anyway this here journal's 'sposed to be some kinda therapy thing. I'm no rocket physician, but I hardly see how this any

Off in some distant land, far removed from many things we know, a boy appeared. He knew not why he was there, or what he would do. He carried nothing but the clothes on his back. He saw, laid out before him, islands, mountainous islands with trees sprouting up from the earth. Rivers pouring into the massive ocean before him, and animals. Pigs, cattle, chicken, all roaming free of human intent. This land was untouched. At first, he feared for his life in this strange wilderness. He sought only to make himself feel like he was at home. Going was difficult, because he had no tools. He was forced to find a weak tree and knock it down with his o

A cold wind blew through Fillydelphia, carried by the wings of the Pegasus Ponies above. A larger town than quaint little Ponyville, it took considerably more Pegasus to bring the weather in and out. Often, they over did it, being as intrepid as Pegasus were known to be, and this was one of those days. The wind was whipping under her purple silk coat. It was torn in several places, the pretty sparkles that had once glowed on her very body were swept away long ago. It had been three months and two rotten weeks since that awful day. It was all Twilight's fault. That little hussy stole her spotlight, ruined her life.   Her name was Trixie. S