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were looking at was not a price but a page number. we said, no don't worry about entrees, just bring us the mains. they felt sorry for us and brought us some bread (which was fantastic). then the beef arrived. little medallions of tender goodness—the key word being 'little'. they floated lonely in a sea
luckily, i'd filled up on several pints of stella before. posted by r at thursday, july , tuesday, july , the daily struggle it's so cold today, my eyeballs have frozen in their sockets and i have to turn my head to track the cursor across the screen. the sun rose at about : , thought 'fuck it, i can't...
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