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"Y'know, you're just like your name."
"What do you mean?"
"You crept into my life and now I'm covered in you, wrapped up in Ivy in every aspect of my life, m'surrounded by you."
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In which sometimes work is more than capitalist labour and sometimes you just have to wait a few years for your soulmate.
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