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You might remember that voice from the one night ( lurkingheretic.livejournal.com/352888.html ). I passed her on the way home from coffee tonight. Not a man with a vaguely Indian voice at all, but a lady, looked about mid-40's, with just a very strong and clear voice. She was pulling a yellow box covered in lettering (I couldn't read fast enough to know what it said) and another yellow box on a strap slung across her shoulders. I tilted my head to show my curiosity and she laughed.
Not as pretty as my illusion, but still sweet.
Meanwhile, a little something mithras posted on his journal.
Not as pretty as my illusion, but still sweet.
Meanwhile, a little something mithras posted on his journal.
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