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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 of white, with only (and i'm not making this up) a lone potato island (which was a slice of potato, not a whole one), two green beans
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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