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Sep 16, 2010 20:24

After discovering the existence of the stables, Olive's found herself wandering down there quite frequently to soothe any of life's little humps and bumps.

(With a certain brown-haired, starry-eyed beauty in the mix, she finds there's bumps at every turn. Consequently, she's gotten to know the horses quite well.)

Now, she's brushing down the sorrel mare after a ride around the lake. You can find her here-- or later on, at the bar, smelling pleasantly (or maybe not) of hay and leather.

edward tivrusky, olive snook, ein

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