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Interior monologue.
Pink dusks and pink dawns. What is that – good or bad? There are no shepherds anymore, anyway, I know, cause I got ears, but I’d still like a touch more room, it’s pretty cramped in here you know and the interior design… I hate pink! But I can’t complain, B and B, lunch and tea. It’s the life all right, even though it’s not quite the life
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