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Jan folded the letter running a finger along its crease. She looked up- somebody was explaining functionality: She stared at the new argument written on the white board then returned to the letter- the fold another plane pressing and creasing vertices missing corners peaking... Sighing: His orientation disengaged they were now misplaced. Incongruent she rose and left the room. There would be many such lessons. Tommy Carroll redrafted
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May 9, 2015
May 9, 2015 at 7:17 AM UTC
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Jan folded the letter running a finger along its crease. She looked up- somebody was explaining functionality: She stared at the new argument written on the white board then returned to the letter- the fold another plane pressing and creasing vertices missing corners peaking... Sighing: His orientation disengaged they were now misplaced. Incongruent she rose and left the room. There would be many such lessons. Tommy Carroll redrafted
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May 9, 2015
May 9, 2015 at 7:17 AM UTC
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