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Every time I pass this tree, I see the torso of a girl with an unexpected tail. She has a little belly, and is facing left. Can you see her?
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And...I caved. I bought food. I was at the farm to check in on my goatie girls, and these eggs called to me. Loudly.
I almost made it.
I'm not sure this counts, though. I won't be back to the farm until Saturday. Exemption?
Aren't they beautiful?
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