the old lady held tea at dusk she prefer red a oriental n variety of herbals set softer by a splash of warm molasses milk. The wretched smiler held over the details of setting out the china ware in matching pattern selection each day. she preserved a second water pot for her chammomile and spiced tumeric vinegar ale. C l it smelled more sour than her sare st ta ar re or the compost vine spot deep ly rot

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