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rebirtha July 16 2003, 17:47:52 UTC
Yes, The manner of clarity. The floor, things; when I owe it is intact. However, were he looking for every knife's head set at night. If I can hear about what: is bleached in any theme, anything else is nothing sacred, and the house again. I lie down my face down says a place, but can't run away.

I haven't stopped reloading the page, either, except to replace my journal with that of others and giggle at how strange and different it looks. Try it with some super-boring journals. The results are... still boring, but better, for a computer having rewritten them. For some reason the computer loves JFK's and KFC in your journal. It must be the same reason that leads it continually to end my little snippets with three word sentences.

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