1250 words, 3:38 am, time for bed. I think I fixed. I really do. Not quite all done, but I like it much better. It's not as glib and there's a choice now. A test and a choice. Damn I am tired.
No cash back - no return
Writing, acting, knitting, raising a family and learning to live with intracranial hypertension, aka pseudotumor cerebri
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