The morning was very misty. It was as if the world was a picture and it was being erased starting from the sky. Perhaps at any moment, I would be erased too, gone into little bits of eraser rubber, brushed off into the aether.
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Jspschicken. My sister finally has updated her webpage. She now has some cool pictures up (she's taking photography and art classes so of course they're a whole lot better than mine). There are also pictures of "Muffin", my cousins' cat.
