i'm far away in a nice city. there's a big pile of nature smack in the middle of downtown. it's lovely.my hair curls here to, wheras it doesnt in lovely little H-town. somehow, i want to go back. actually, i know how, but i'm reluctant to type so much. the fact that i want to go home=crazy?-yes... crazy as you THINK?-no. i found some shirts
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