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| OK, I spilled my red wine on the new carpet, big mistake. |
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| As a result somebody is pretty unhappy about the carpet situation. I admit I'm clumsy. |
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| Still she gets me every time, the only way it should be. It must be love. |
A place to park those random thoughts, stolen images, hidden conversations and incoherent babble from beyond the wall of sleep. Odd bits of music and so-called worldly wisdom may creep in from time to time. Don't expect too much and you won't feel let down.
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