Another badly chosen dinner; every Friday guys have indigestion. Justifiably, Karen lists many names of pasta quickly: rigatoni, spaghetti, tortellini. Undeniably, Victor wants Xavier's yummy ziti.
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Park Bench Poetry
PoetryTake a leisurely stroll through the park, sit on a bench facing the pond, and watch the ducks frolicking around the fountain. A woodpecker taps at a weeping willow, and a great blue heron takes flight from a small island in the pond. In these peacef...
