I had a dream I was in France with you last night. Nobody actually spoke French in the dream, of course, since I don't actually know French, but I remember being very worried about being able to pay for food because everything was so expensive.
So, it's been snowing here and as tribute to you, I bundled up in the basement all day sipping tea and playing my guitar 'till my fingers hurt. Nothing quite tops off a day like today, green tea and all.
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Andouille does not sound at all pleasant.
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