When you’re down to your white house brassiere that you’ve had since you were a freshman-in high school and anti-Christ shorts bishops around the world would move for mass burning, you know you it is the summer. No matter the neighbors enjoying the live show (I would much rather they feast on this article) after you’ve drawn all the curtains up,
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