Rome is grey. Sonya wanted soup; I burned the first attempt and pretended the second was intentional.
Small domestic failures feel safer than the big ones.
Rome is grey. Sonya wanted soup; I burned the first attempt and pretended the second was intentional.
Small domestic failures feel safer than the big ones.
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