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Double that. I know all the arguments against huggles, but all I can really do is sympathise, alas.
Ah, just went for a quick trot 'round the block. I've just noticed it’s been raining here - what *was* that word for the fab way the world smells after it’s been raining? Petrichor? Oodles of lovely petrichorian goodness on the streets tonight, anyway. Piss off January, hellllo February. It's got to be better. |
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