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It's a dream when you seem to be walking into the sun
Today has heavily featured my physical health being terrible, but I am cheered by the ongoing attempts of my spam e-mail to become James Joyce:
For a drink sovereign avuncular to be benedictus, step by step silk. Very chaste this everywhere contortionist. In front of licentiate, interment. What clerical topping may upholsterer at work aboard. Off directorate may I the northwester subdue? What morality persimmon by car anarchist were quartered. Away begonia out. How old head.
Needs more verbs to be Dylan Thomas. I also like this interview with John Kander about Cabaret.
For a drink sovereign avuncular to be benedictus, step by step silk. Very chaste this everywhere contortionist. In front of licentiate, interment. What clerical topping may upholsterer at work aboard. Off directorate may I the northwester subdue? What morality persimmon by car anarchist were quartered. Away begonia out. How old head.
Needs more verbs to be Dylan Thomas. I also like this interview with John Kander about Cabaret.
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*support support*
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I can't believe the contortionist line isn't Joyce.
*hugs*