fuzzy tropical autumn
It was a balmy 65 on the way in on the taxi ride home, windows down and desperately trying to drown out the monotonous drone of the cab driver.
I have a terrible cold coming on.
And we also came home to this news, about which the less will be said.
Good night.
I have a terrible cold coming on.
And we also came home to this news, about which the less will be said.
Good night.
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