A soft, sweeping light came back to get me from a little pocket of solace-nowhere. It swept me up and condensed into my eyes and blinked open to let more of me in. I'm back because I yawned Above and snoozed into this playful slumberland of name-and-form. Does the woman at China Star still hold the menus down with a container of uncooked
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A wonder which staff member did that... if there are any staffs in the staff room, cast one between two serpents and see who smiles knowingly.
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