I'm going to inflict yesterday's rough draft upon anyone who happens to wander through here.
Slings and arrows encouraged.
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Be Fruit, Multiplied
The air was cooler in the vineyard.
Don't go too fast, she said. I'm blind, you know.
Blind has nothing to do with it, he said. You're porty, and so am I. Let's sit here for a bit.And so they sat
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