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Feb 05, 2009 16:16

Moritz Stiefel was not feeling like himself. He was sweating, then he was shivering, and his whole body hurt. His out-of-control hair was buried under a comforter and his head wouldn't stop throbbing. Obviously, Moritz was bedridden.

He could use some chicken soup or some company or something.

polexia, ilse, melchior, moritz

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