many hairs cut.
My mother handed me money and was like, "Cut your hair!" So I did. But the beard was not touched. The beard won't stop! It is full of justice! Let justice rain from the heavens! Fiat justitia, ruat caelum! That means you, fair readers!
So many posts in one day, but so much to say! So much news! Penitenziagite! So I heard somebody's getting married, but if I run into that person, I'll pretend not to have heard so I can act happy and surprised rather than just happy, because I have good happy and surprised dances, while simply happy does not get a dance.
I've got your letter. You've got my song. Let's leave it at that for now.

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