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Tuesday, March 29, 2011
trainlog 1.2
A pickle fell upon me yesterday, it was quite large. It was also quite sour. I hate pickles. Speaking of pickles there was a pretty embarassing pickle today. She looked exactly the same from behind! A tap on the shoulder and an 'aww man' later I have learnt my lesson. No matter how much you miss them, don't assume it's them!

Don't think too much, it's simple.

one thousand
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and you shall receive

when in rome ..

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