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Tales from Bridge Thirty-Nine
Saturday, 18 December 2010
Saturday Ennui
It is now 12:30pm. I really must go outside. It looks sunny out there. The first Saturday I've had to myself since August at least, and I can't think of a thing to do.
Ridiculous.
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