Category: Squardle

  • he honed his craft until it had risen. recut, uncut, great and lame. it grew a polyp and then grew tired. laid down on a rayon blanket whilst a vapor formed around him and turned him into ivory before he got burnt to an ashen crisp and voila, my pooch was…

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  • a house would be nice

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  • i’ve taken many a train in my day

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