Sandy’s shouted “No!” rebounds down the stairs like a Slinky.
Got record albums from Nicki, guess she mailed them. No stereo, though …
My fingernails are growing unevenly and I have no clippers here.
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I have no idea now who Sandy was or where.
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Also has me wondering:
Did Fay’s tomboyishness bring out something boyish in me?
As for our shared Aquarian flash, only the Georgian much later would connect in that dimension again so much later …