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in which i try to exp/lain my /language /learnings to /my /girlfriend /with /a /b/roken /keyb/oard /an/d /a /brain /full /of /pain /an/d /alcohol
>to say “hello” in irish to one person you say “dia duit” which is
>basically “day to you” and “duit” /is /formed /of “do” (to) and “tú”
>(you, singular) and just /to complicate /matters the “d” /in /”duit”
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100 Works of Art: (Visual) Narcissus by CaravaggioToday I went to Camden and had an unexpectedly friendly chat with a geezer at Cold Steel (neither Art nor Cars, no idea who this one is) while he sorted me out with a new ear post for my stupid troublesome butt of a piercing; then I went on a meander and ended up buying a sinfully ( Read more... ) -
I can hear a fucking peacock outside somewhere
Of course they are so bloody loud that there's no way of knowing where the bastard thing is.
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