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December
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- On the eve of our next decade..
- A silver tongue for the chosen one
- I woke up this morning with the jinx around my bed...
- You don't buy a canary and sing yourself.
- A book is like a garden carried in the pocket.
- What sort of things do poor folk do?
- Hankering Hokkaido
- For drums of life are calling anxious
- Perceforest
- For Ichigo
- I'm warm in the shadows here
- Golden Jubilee
- Every day I'm late for dinner, Monday night I'm te...
- Moon Pulls
- Wedding Bell Wednesday
- "You run to the wolf in me"
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4 comments:
AMAZING!
O my goodness. I looked through the full set, and I won't lie: I wouldn't have been able to resist taking a souvenir. Like the framed print of the little dog, or, I don't know, an entire brass bed frame.
Utterly eerie. It is something out of Dario Argento's world .
That said, I miss Detroit
I smell a road trip...
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