Well here I am today, feeling much like the bastard that I am, with a task. What is this task you may ask? (probably not though) It seems something as futile as the squirrels pounding against the fence in order to chase away my cats
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I am not one to talk really, but if I were trying to figure it out, I think I'd want to be with someone who made me better than I am without them...and someone who understood the role of grapes in the world.
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