Oct 9, 2002
My friends make lovely promises and reassurances to me. The sort of thing a hopeful girl can cling to. I have been a stalwart encourager for most of my years. It's a gift to be on the receiving end of it every now and then.
Everything will return to glorious technicolor, breath-taking cinemascope, and stereophonic sound.
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