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Turn not pale, beloved snail, but come and join the dance.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

come seek us where our voices sound.

elsewhere, that is.

http://bluestgrey.blogspot.com/
Posted by rhea at 10:20 PM

3 comments:

Shalmi said...

And you got me hopeful.

June 4, 2010 at 10:51 AM
Jit Shankar Banerjee said...

So we are back, eh?

June 11, 2010 at 4:04 AM
rhea said...

sort of.

June 13, 2010 at 1:17 PM

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