I was in my favourite spearfishing store, looking for a birthday present for my Dad. (I used the word “favourite,” but it’s run terribly. It’s just the better of the two around here…) I asked the guy if they had an abalone knife – a hard plastic tool to peel abalone from the rocks. Because...
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Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated.