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"I don't get it, Alba. Why do you write to him if you aren't going to send the letters, anyway?"
In...
the psychedelics :: hemmings
Some of us like our coffee bitter, some of us like our coffee sweet, and some of us don't like coffee at all...
oranges and sharpies :: ch
"Well, if you're the storm in the summer, what am I?" the boy asked.
"You're the thunder that...