Earlier tonight I was in the furthest recesses of the lowest level of my house, removing small walls. Off in a far dark corner there once was a small room (before I ripped it asunder tonight). This very small room had an old, tar stained door which screeched when opened, and a very low ceiling. It had been built to function as a cold-room. Likely
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I'm sure I've said something like this before in response to one of your entries, but:
If everyone could make everyday life sound as interesting as you can, LJ would be a lot cooler. :D
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