Pollution (proxyhorseman) wrote,
Pollution
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Entry the Ninth

[there are a few lazy grease streaks all over the page from where he brushed his fingers over it; dictated:]

So much complaining. It seems humans are never satisfied; how bothersome.

It is strange that the castle still manages to thwart my efforts outside, even when its inside cleaners are missing. [a sigh] Strange and disappointing.
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