With every hurricane, the paint peels off my house a bit more. The flamingo pink paint peels back to reveal a sullen brown underbelly. Sometimes I forget this house is really just made of bits of wood and nails. The treehouse is immortal
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i shall do something grand. Grand indeed!
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Boo Sirius. Yay XM.
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