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"At the height of breeding season, mature office towers release vast clouds of paper gametes into the prevailing winds."
A bold choice.
There's one in every family.
All he wanted was a little quiet alone time.
Worst drive-in I’ve ever seen.
Apparently the emergency is us.
I should have takem a video dammit. With the spinning lights and
She will deny this later.
As promised, the Sock Siren lured the hipsters out of the neighborhood. But at what cost?
Portable, collapsible, enforceable perimeter. I like it.
The Witness Cloak
