And thanks to the stunning paxie for getting it all together and creating the best munch ever in the history of munches. :)
[of St Leonards in East Sussex in 1947] A sort of roiling mist seemed year-round to hold the town in its grip.
That's the thing about telepathic conversations: You never quite know how far your “voice” will carry, or if someone else is within earshot—I mean mindshot—or if you're “speaking”— braintalking?—too loud or too quiet.
Expire the term / Of a despised life.
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