The next time you hear from me, it’ll be from Paris!!! yipyipyip! A toute à l’heure!
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Sleep the clock around
There’s something very strange about Sunday nights. Especially when the day has been rainy and gray, and you’ve had guests over for dinner the night before so you woke up at noon to a sinkful of dirty dishes, and you’ve spent the whole afternoon polishing off the last few episodes of a television series, and...
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