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The closest place to all of us is...the centre of our hearts.
....hhhhrrrruuuuuUUUUUUURRRRRLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL[SPLATTTT!]
I hear Kyoto's nice in the spring.
Cheers,
Marc (that's not a passphrase or anything...probably...but the goose passes wind under a new moon, and that scarf looks lovely in any shade of black)
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