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| This birdcage...I feel as if it called me here, to this garage sale...called me to it, to...to buy it, and bring it home. I feel as if I am the only one who can here its siren call... | |
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| What could it mean? Why does it ring with the Music of the Spheres? Was it REALLY worth a buck twenty five? | |
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| EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...(gasp)...EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! | |
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