“Warren, dear, what’s wrong?”
I don’t know, Sofi. But we need to leave. My friend, I thank you for hearing my tale, but I think it’s time our paths split; I don’t think it wise for us to tarry here much…
“Warren, look at the sky!”
What is…Sofi get down! You, get out of here! Go! Go! Run!
Sofi, here, take my hand! Come on!
Monday, May 3, 2010
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