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Monday, December 27, 2004

The Toast Like Ulysses on the larbord left this life an evil man. Many women swooned at the sensation of his hands. Really only feeling the vibration of the fan, Cooling the room with sea air from spicey lands The sirens sang in triumph over his grave Toasting glasses of finest port which they did... Sign in to see full entry.

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