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To be amused by what you read - that is the great spring of happy quotations. -C.E. Montague. Why did you do all this for me? He asked. I don. Saturday, November 30, 2013. Why did you do all this for me? He asked. I dont deserve it. Ive never done anything for you. You have been my friend, replied Charlotte. That in itself is a tremendous thing. Charlottes Web by E.B. White. Links to this post. Sunday, June 02, 2013. 8213; Anthony Bourdain. Links to this post. Oh, Ill accomodate them, Ill rumma.

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