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Nothing moves very fast around here except where the ferry regurgitates; all her passengers into vehicles. And then its a mad dash past, all racing onward to their varied bowers.
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Sep 24, 2015
Sep 24, 2015 at 9:40 AM UTC
REGURGITATING
Nothing moves very fast around here except where the ferry regurgitates; all her passengers into vehicles. And then its a mad dash past, all racing onward to their varied bowers.
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Sep 24, 2015
Sep 24, 2015 at 9:40 AM UTC
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