Observations from the Bottom of the Page
at the height of our spat she pitched her car keys. they rattled wide of my right ear and landed silently. as we looked in vain, we noticed a small red squirrel burrow into the snow pack and emerge with a fat black walnut.
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at the height of our spat she pitched her car keys. they rattled wide of my right ear and landed silently. as we looked in vain, we noticed a small red squirrel burrow into the snow pack and emerge with a fat black walnut.
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