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Ereyesterday mum and I zipped over to Tulindberg for brunch with
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her friend Jacinda at this little café with classy tables and real
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tea. It's fairly bitter but Jacinda fixed it with this golden goop
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she gets from buggos. It sounds horrid but its sweet-sweet.
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Jacinda has a whole farm of them and has to wear a special outfit
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when she visits them or they'll attack her. Razzy as damn, oikea?
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Mum went through school with Jacinda and says they were best
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mates, but I can't get a playdream of it. Jacinda's fab ruggd and
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mum won't even let me try handball. Earnest truth, they're polar.
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Anywise, Jacinda's got an actual cottage upside and says she'll
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take us kiting up to the sails sometime. Mum nodded too, but I'll
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wager she says no if it comes to it. Just a half-lun more and my
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own tram and I'll wire Jacinda myself. I can just fancy myself on
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a kite in the skies. Ezri's never done that. She'll piss!
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Ruminate, oikea.
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While mum sussed classy guz with her bestie I did some true
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malevolence upon my brunch. Ezri would be inspired. Have any of
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you had pancakes before? They're like a fluff of starch and egg
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and rolled out flat. Sweet too, usually. Grandpa says the 'verse
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has all different foods, but I hope you all have pancakes. They're
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proper celestial as damn. We used some of Jacinda's golden buggo
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sap on them and it was as good as the syrups. Real tea and
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pancakes, playdream it.
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Maybe after school I'll skid out to Jacinda's den and meet her
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buggos and learn to be propper ruggd too. Ezri would lose it. It's
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too far to tram but the zippers not so bad. I should suss it out
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with grandpa. He's actually done guzzle with his lun, not like
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some bodies I could mention. We're going cave fishing soon. I'll
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try to remember to write you about it. Do you have caves where you
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are?
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