I am the Lorax. I speak for the trees.
...I may not come back.
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I slip over the black in expert-tied boots chasing Daddy's red shirt into the darkness and see a whole new world.
I slip over the black in expert-tied boots chasing Daddy's red shirt into the darkness and see a whole new world.
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Well, I reckon we'll miss you.
Could I have the recipe for white chilli?
gracias.
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