Caring for Dead Randlords
I wondered if the ghost of a Randlord buried here would stop me in my tracks.
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The Blast Happened at 3:26 p.m.
I started to panic, but S talked me through it, told me to hold the panic small and tight until we got indoors. I managed because she was holding me.
We live in a soft house
I can tell you all the things that are going to happen today and the order in which they’re going to happen.