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Showing posts with label musings on the absence of the 13th floor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label musings on the absence of the 13th floor. Show all posts
20 June, 2017

Some musings on the absence of the 13th floor

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It snowed last year too: I made a snowman and my brother knocked it down and I knocked my brother down and then we had tea. – Dylan Thoma...
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