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13.August.25
Pigeon-holed as a highbinder, Bert was quite the opposite; he perched himself amongst depraved aves not because he aligned with their crookedness, but because he sought to turn the ways of rotten raptors into those of benefactors. ; )

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12.August.25
Kitty’s expression after hairball’s expuition earmarked explicitly experienced exposition. ; )

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10.August.25
Spaniel’s swevens, seeking sandman, sheepishly subitize saucy skeleton sextets, surely summoning shore snores sans staccato scores. ; )

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09.August.25
It was the last room and, so, it was obviously also the least, but it felt royal to her—maybe because she knew it was on her account that the illuminated ‘vacancy’ had been dimmed or maybe because among the minimal accommodations was an exceptionally velutinous sham from which her later dreams would rise. Most would say the space was suitable; for her, it was the sweetest of suites—for it was…

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08.August.25
Here lies the north, home of the rainbow-kissed reindeer pile. There lies the south, home of the brrr-show-missed thermophile. ; )

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07.August.25
Whether held close to chest or chained to belt, Be aware the hand your scrippage has dealt— For if it holds any edible bite, Parrots perching to pocketing just might. ; )

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06.August.25
Regarding recents of love, I had been bent way beyond tired, So steely self was cautious about feeling again desired; First date’s anticipation left emotive senses quite wired— Until pawky present of posies sparked heart’s state to up-fired. ; )

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