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Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Dutch yet Español

She knows a hallway, windows rewake her cruelty, beliefs entice when amateurish.  Feeling whiny, fret then tout.  Inhibited, wrinkled summaries, a wise tidbit true, sawed.  Extra eyewash wastes watchman's tweet in lie hit.  The bylaws of our artists' club do not allow for a showy breakage, blighted skylights as witty maidenhead, that batty whitish-thighed adherent as a hut .  Manet's Fifer is a fit fellow, Dutch yet Español he craved harsher homage to dolts.  Did she, the betrayed strung last, saw that abject skulking sabbath saloon's din one morn?

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