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Sun
09
Sep
2007

Up and up, we watched Rich race to stack his blocks, his hand as unsteady on the tenth brick as it was on the first; and when they'd tumble he'd just start again, again and again and again.


September 9, 2007 12:34 PM | | | Comments (1)



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Curses, foiled again! Fucking umlaut.


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