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Ah, well, in that case, I count the red moon as another good thing that streetlamps have given us. Not a solid red or a bright red or a boring red, it's always a swirly, surly, proper blood-in-water red. Well worth a marvel.
Aieee, I’m done. Now that I’ve started surfing around for recipes, I’m beginning to feel it’d be a *very* good idea to fall asleep before I stumble into the kitchen and start trying to cook something beyond my capabilities. Goodnight, goodnight, sorry for my rambling, enjoy your family thing later today. |
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