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_________________ It's 7 37 pm and I am looking at an evening alone.
Matthew is away until tomorrow evening on a business trip to Dallas.
I've just eaten a "Uniq fruit" which is described on it's label as a fruit
which is, "believed to be a natural cross between a mandarin and a
grapefruit." The peel smells like a grapefruit but that taste is just
like a tangerine or a sweet, ripe orange. The sun is engaging in its
standard fade below the horizon. This evening is going to be a new and
strange experience for me.
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