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If ever you’ve hung something on a fence and wondered if it was futile, it’s not. Look at that bobby dazzler. We’re living in Schrodinger’s autumn. I needed to turn on the lights to shower on Monday morning and by Friday I needed the lights when getting Piglet up. Yet. There’s not even been a passing chat about turning the heating on and the trees are still verdant. Meep. Music recommendation this…
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