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Mar 17, 2008 08:40

There is a roof, somewhere. It might be a house. It might be a barn. It might be in Kansas, it might be in Germany. Whereever it is, though, it has a trickster lying on it, hands clasped behind her head as she fills the air with butterflies.

Saying she is perfectly botherable would probably be stating the obvious.

the rabbit, josh

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