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FreePANTser, So here I am on a strider in the mountains, halfway to Antium. It's hot and stuffy in here. Buh At sea, lancers ride on top of the ship. Wish I could do that now. I bet there would be an incredible view. And the smell of a javelin would be better than the reek coming off that lady who took off her shoes. Very pungent. Wish I had a mask. I can't wait to get back in a javelin, though. I don't feel complete without it. Bet you understand that. Well, that was my first letter. Now to see if the smelly foot lady wants to play. P.S.: Remember not to die. | ||
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