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threesentenceficathon. So far I have written three fills and am enjoying the diversity of canons from myth to television to nineteenth-century novels. The time I spent this evening with a nosebleed feels gratuitous and the consumption of the afternoon by phone calls definitely was, but last night my godchild showed off both his mermaid sitting and his hair in progress—I have since received documentation of its color-correction—and my god-aunt sent me a link to the Technicolor jazz noir of Sandra Boynton's "C.A.T." (2019). The end of this week will see a conjunction of Venus and Saturn, which sounds as though it should occasion a masque. I remain tired to the point of absurdity, uncharmed by the shape of the year, here.
threesentenceficathon. So far I have written three fills and am enjoying the diversity of canons from myth to television to nineteenth-century novels. The time I spent this evening with a nosebleed feels gratuitous and the consumption of the afternoon by phone calls definitely was, but last night my godchild showed off both his mermaid sitting and his hair in progress—I have since received documentation of its color-correction—and my god-aunt sent me a link to the Technicolor jazz noir of Sandra Boynton's "C.A.T." (2019). The end of this week will see a conjunction of Venus and Saturn, which sounds as though it should occasion a masque. I remain tired to the point of absurdity, uncharmed by the shape of the year, here.
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