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[ourthirdtime]

My room was a mess. It is now tidy. My current state of mind is always reflected in the degree of cleanliness of my quaint rectangular box. I feel sorted and unenthused. I'm not sure if I even like the people I've met here. There is a problem with being half of something else (and it is a self-inflicted state, I tell you). No one else can draw my

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Theatre

[uhu]

No! All you have to do is leave the quad. [with no one holding your hand]

I promise! I promise I promise! I promise! I promise! 25 + 19 + 9