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Dammit. 11:58. It's like this every November, but usually not by day two.
Here's a picture of Roxie. She lives in my neighborhood. I'm going to write a story about her someday.
Posted at 11:59 PM in NaBloPoMo | Permalink
I genuinely can't wait to read it.
Mr Lady |
November 03, 2011 at 12:25 AM
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