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I looked up from my book and saw a spider crawl into the heating vent. It made me think of the big, black spider at the kitchen window last summer. It eventually died, they all do, except the flies...
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Mar 23, 2012
Mar 23, 2012 at 12:48 PM UTC
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I looked up from my book and saw a spider crawl into the heating vent. It made me think of the big, black spider at the kitchen window last summer. It eventually died, they all do, except the flies...
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Mar 23, 2012
Mar 23, 2012 at 12:48 PM UTC
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