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my first inkscape cartoon people in bucharest

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ahhhh, poeticizing fiction concepts

a heavenly fly-in joint serves the yummiest bunny nuggets this side of the veil so goes an accessory scenic backdrop element assigned to the ambiance crew wonder about waitresses as in must they be chickadees. What about phoebes? Hm. Phoebe.

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for the millionth beginning

a beginning pacing space stubbed a toe on a concept and looking down saw it said The Middle of Nowhere as in and as if to tease this beginning pacing space as the assumption assumed this beginning’s private office existed … Continue reading

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good clean hankerings

The pilot caged in lunacy nervously nibbles a doughnut and asks where is the stewardess though not really wanting to know if the rumor that nags is true, swearing that when the pills wear off apologies for turbulence shall be … Continue reading

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not ghostly or ghastly but true

  the ball by the river is in full swing and in sweaty attendance a newly risen forefather derives as much thrall in electricity as the music – hearing nothing heavenly as guitar and microphone bark and twang; and vixens … Continue reading

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clocking out

how sweet is the bunny’s honey cottony portal of welcome; staggering from the battlefield where the ravens peruse menus and be the bodies in feathers or be they temples painted flesh (boas being sacrificial heavenly constrictors, you know) syllables reek … Continue reading

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what they really say

Raven Ralph stuck his wingtips into the slits hidden to humans and panning his eyes for one more gaze of considered assessment around the suite for sale in these Hickory Heights, settled his countenance towards the earth below while addressing … Continue reading

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