inches, which is far too big for me to sleep comfortably at night,
knowing it's out there, watching me.
The Gift
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[Christmas, 1965 or thereabout]
The boy was very young; perhaps 7 or 8 years old. He loved everything about
Christmas - the lights, the music, Santa ...
3 months ago
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beautiful! i think you're safe, it probably spends most of its time staring into shiny reflective surfaces.
Damn. That's one big rose.
Your name has been taken in vain over at my place today.
I would lock my doors at night. (Remember "The little shop of horrors"?)
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