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“The Toydarian glanced over one shoulder. “Peedunkel! Naba dee unko!” . A small, disheveled boy raced in from the salvage yard, coming to an uncertain stop in front of them. His clothes were ragged and thick with grime, and he had the look of someone about to be given a beating.”
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Ser Brienne of Tarth, a Knight of the Seven Kingdoms.
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Forde Abbey House and Garden, Chard by Annie Spratt
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“I waited too long to read the sequel, and now I can’t even remember the characters.”
A novel by me
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might fuck around and drink the daily recommended amount of water
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spending 90$ all at once: bad
spending 30$ three days in a row: somehow not a problem
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oh hey look a locket from when I was little!
i wonder whats inside i-
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technology related sensory memories from my childhood
sliding the metal cover on floppy disks
the slight resistance of inserting cassette and video tapes
ripping off the strips of holed paper off of dot matrix printer paper
rolling the wheel on a disposable camera to take another photo
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shakespeare is not pretentious. fans of shakespeare are pretentious. shakespeare is twelve hundred dirty jokes strung together by increasingly ridiculous plotlines and increasingly homosexual characters. don’t let the archaic language fool you
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