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The Green Parasol
The only perfect sound is one that no-one hears.
Monday, May 28
Teary fail.
I saw a male giant and a female pirate at the supermarket. Surprisingly, their children looked neither large, nor swash-buckling. Still, I bet no-one fucked with that family.
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Teary fail.
A rolling stone gathers no moss.
A pond that no-one can see but me.
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