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Spike
He came home.
What terrible months we have seen, before even the dog days arrive!
I say we put an end to it, at once. The Castle drinks our joys as greedily as it feeds on our sorrows; we might show it that happiness is what we seek. Happiness beyond bound, which we would gladly offer as payment for our borrowed time, and no more tears.
Summer brings music and merriment to the streets of Rome, gypsies and pilgrims alike dancing together. We can do similarly here.
He came home.
What terrible months we have seen, before even the dog days arrive!
I say we put an end to it, at once. The Castle drinks our joys as greedily as it feeds on our sorrows; we might show it that happiness is what we seek. Happiness beyond bound, which we would gladly offer as payment for our borrowed time, and no more tears.
Summer brings music and merriment to the streets of Rome, gypsies and pilgrims alike dancing together. We can do similarly here.
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[That's an honest question.]
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[Well. Not these kinds of parties.]
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