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I suspect the world has gone off, today. No one seems on their game and two friends, in two different states, said they called in sick today, despite not really being necessarily.
The atmo's weird or something.
I got it done, though. I needed a facade for them to respond with, so I hit the Southern Belle trope until it wrung out something useful to me. Of course, now I feel a bit sad for the fictional police officer. And by tomorrow I'll have heard why it's not up to snuff from some quarters, no matter how well it reads. |
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