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That's the kind of sky we don't get to see here in the light-drenched city.Spewing quicksilverI love the pairing of these words.
Thanks, Duncan--one of the pleasures of a living on the outskirts of this small country town--the sky's your limit, day and night.
That's the kind of sky we don't get to see here in the light-drenched city.
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I love the pairing of these words.
Thanks, Duncan--one of the pleasures of a living on the outskirts of this small country town--the sky's your limit, day and night.
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