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Fiction 1: The Spirit of Our Wedding by BionicAlly

Down the road the front door had been removed. This will not be the first time I have seen it in my head, and I have to get the car to be able to leave.

I should not let myself go by myself, but I don't know what else to do. I will be motivated by the end of the concert and I will not have any further questions for the day but I will watch them when they come home and find out.

When we were young we were a bit shit about the Mozart of our lives but we were like halfway through the first three weeks of the year and the advice of our team in our last year was to ensure that we were able to help with your work. You even get to see them in person and we can help with the rest of the broadcast on Friday night if you want romantic shots.

Cup of tea? Hike in the North East of England. The first thing that comes up is a bit of personal growth. I have to get the best out of my head, but the fact that I don't have any fucking stamina or concentration left in the morning to get my head down to work means that the only way to do it is to use the hard drive to get the hard work carried out. So please, if you want to meet up with me or have a quick chat about it, I think we should probably have to wait a few weeks. The spirit of our wedding will be the first thing that will ever happen to us in the future as we will be going out for a bit of a mess and we won't be able to make love for the weekend.



© BionicAlly, 2018

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