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February 21, 2025 at 8:24 pm #7827
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    “What do you mean, why haven’t I written anything?” Elizabeth glared at Godfrey.  “The comments that used to be short, Are now far between offerings of extort,  And if you want my report, I will have to resort, To a pointless and silly retort.”

    Finnley tried to hide a reluctant smile of admiration behind her feather duster.

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