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Passing thought. My birthday was on May first. An astonished Jack Kimble was revealed in the aperture. “Why? Do you think I’m a stoner?” He asked. " "Well, that's fine. " On a shelf was placed a row of paint-jars; the contents of which had been daubed in rainbow streaks upon the adjacent closet and window sill.
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