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hipstamirror

baby, it's cold outside

Tonight we went to happy hour at the Nite Lite, but no one was brave enough to try eating there; so we walked around for a while and settled on the Crocodile.

As romantic as sleeping in a cloud sounds in theory, I think that it might be about time to start closing the windows at night again. Waking up in the cold mist every morning is starting to lose its charm.

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could you arrange for a street preacher eating a bucket of k.f.c. to work his magic outside my window? please? please?