No, not that of the nightlife. What I see out at midnight with Wish, which puzzled me wagging his tail stock to the nearest pharmacy on duty for seizures influenza nameable. Paradoxically, I enjoy it, this walk unexpectedly, and greet the outward and return the street sweepers that confetti and butts piled up on the roadside. Lent arrives, they seem to say that they know heaps off holiday passed and penance that is. This year at Easter, which falls on the day of my birthday, I want to prepare myself, and maybe born again before making the dog I have a life to spend.
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