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after a frenzied evening of tying all of the loose bits together at work, then back at an empty house, i'm blearily doing the last-minute packing... destination, F1-of-Indianapolis. as usual, it's not as early a start as it should be, and the traveling companion isn't the most upstanding of citizens... but adventure takes its own road, i suppose. here's to adventuring. and it all started with a kiss and a strong embrace. |
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