Ahh
It's a beautiful morning. Really, it is. Now here is my attempt: "The air is pure and clean, the birds are singing in the trees, and the canyon is topped with a vale of mist. The mountains in the distance are clean on top, and on the bottom are encircled by a cloud of dust, as if a herd of giant horses had just thundered past. It's lovely. Who can't help loving the world on a morning like this?"
Pretty Kitty
P.S. Apo is here, and we have "plans!"
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