Surillie Brother's Wine is stil in buisiness! Sweet! Does this mean that Tamika's wine ran out?
Anyways, can we adopt Babette? Oh and can we build castles?
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And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed. I long for scenes where man hath never trod A place where woman never smiled or wept There to abide with my Creator, God, And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept, Untroubling and untroubled where I lie The grass below—above the vaulted sky.”