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Jan folded the letter running a finger along its crease. She looked up- someone  was explaining functionality €‹She stared at the new argument €on the white board then returned to the letter- the fold the plane pressing and creasing vertices meeting corners peaking. Sighing: His orientation obvious, they were now mismatched. Incongruent she rose and left the room. There would be many such lessons. Tommy Carroll redrafted
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May 8, 2015
May 8, 2015 at 7:27 PM UTC
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Jan folded the letter running a finger along its crease. She looked up- someone  was explaining functionality €‹She stared at the new argument €on the white board then returned to the letter- the fold the plane pressing and creasing vertices meeting corners peaking. Sighing: His orientation obvious, they were now mismatched. Incongruent she rose and left the room. There would be many such lessons. Tommy Carroll redrafted
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May 8, 2015
May 8, 2015 at 7:27 PM UTC
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