SNIPPETS OF PULCHRITUDE
The cat went out with the garbage, the
dog went out with the trash. Everything
pretty ends with disaster. In the middle
of broad lake's expanse, a small tree
is growing on a sliver of land. An
island of Dr. Moreau? You cannot
shovel water, no matter where you
go. Operations that work in one
place are no good in another.
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