I laughed through until the morning at the term "bed squirrels" because of the squeaking, sheet-rustling image it conjured. Obviously.
And then I found myself thinking about the first person to ever sail in a boat. Surely the initial discoverer of buoyancy saw some porous driftwood washed up in the sand and thus put together the proverbial two-and-two. I sip from my macchiato.
The war-cries of the warriors tell us all that the floor is now open for debate. Straighten your beret and make sure those boots are laced tightly. Good morning.
The home of lofty pines and sleek storefronts. Above the clouds because the mysterious forces tell us as much. Steamy jungles and dry streets make me cough.
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