Said to be the sundial of savages, the shadows where one can read the absence of the thing represented. Only during daylight of course.
We'd known the truths about life early so we had some pillow fights to remember our homes and sing some songs to remember you by.
Someone had put some of the retirees (i)on a mission(i). I didn't realize it until I was bringing some non-canned-food goods over...
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