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I'm responding to the Lost Cat poster that I saw in town. I think I may have found him. Grey, overweight, friendly. He came up to me out of an alley, where he'd been hiding among the dumpsters, and started rubbing my leg with his head in affection. I brought him home with me. He had a taste for human food, especially pizza and donuts.
we're in. quill's gonna sign for me
Hey. You.
Come home.
Please.
Theoretical question. Can you grow corn stalks quickly? They don't have to be crop bearing.
I'll be bringing samples this afternoon of what I'm discussing above. Would you mind giving it a taste?
I'm going to the Ranch today. [...] Poe's Ranch.
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However, I have ultimately found something of interest in the cold case files. When you've some time, do swing by my flat, should that piece of information strike your fancy.
I was thinking I could do some extra practice this weekend maybe. If anyone has time on Saturday?