resting serenely on a window ledge.
There's no discernible way of opening the window so I literally have
no idea what they are for.
I've left them there just in case.
Musings and happenings from a man called Lamb
There's no discernible way of opening the window so I literally have
no idea what they are for.
I've left them there just in case.
Probably for the best. You know how these things go, you get the key, you get the secret, and then you turn in to a gathering of like minded city-based biscuits.
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