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I loved my old apartment. Loose plaster and other bits fell from the brick wall in my room, but the light in the place was beautiful, and I always kept it clean:
Holiday in my room means an ornament wreath fixed with a clump of flowers. Easter's coming and I can't be more excited for the egg-dipping part. Last week I found a basket made from long pale leaves that feel like corn husks. The Family Dollar has bags of metallic easter eggs for sale. You put two and two together:
Intergalactic has a nice ratio of sharp notes and lilts to sound alien, but still assertive. If something is situated between two or more galaxies, it should be represented by such a word:
I used a pen to draw lipstick on my lips. It's a Pental Color Pen Fine Point # S360 - 106, which is a burnt red brick like I've never seen. I'll let you know if that sort of thing is bad for your health :
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