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The Castle

Posted on February 1, 2016 by vandysnape

Mama says I have a wild imagination. Is that good? Maybe. But Mama always says it with an eye roll. She thinks I will make a damn good writer someday. I doubt that because I am awful at grammar Continue reading →

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