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The urgent job in the garden is now a memory of the past before it deteriorated in a very urgent one. String trimmer helped. Electric. Ha.
Next appointment with fate is the coming home of the 2 she persons that I am in charge off. We take the little one to her doctor to check a dry cough. We leave next Saturday for the sea and we want to know now if she needs antibiotics or whatever. She is always half naked in the garden playing with the hose. And she had a couple of lines. A wild one. She is the reincarnation of Genghis Khan.
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