If Normalcy Were Normality Redefined
On Orchard one sad Wolff, I, resort to idyll dream-a-king. as the other wags bark resentfully, my feet hurt. The canapes overhead are gray is figured into the cost structure, a woman's distress is coughed in the ardor, and the palm frowns, anticipating nothing. (so true)
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On Orchard one sad Wolff, I, resort to idyll dream-a-king. as the other wags bark resentfully, my feet hurt. The canapes overhead
are grayis figured into the cost structure, a woman's distress is coughed in the ardor, and the palm frowns, anticipating nothing. (so true)- dave 1-05-2004 8:44 pm