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“ON! WHAT [5S YOUR FORTUNE, MY FRETTY SWEET

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WITH FUR AND A JAURTY F552 KNEE,” “WOULD THIS WERE OUR WEDDING DAY, FRETTY SWEET PEA!” a “| PRYTHEE LXCUSE ME, KIND SIR," SAID SHE; “AP [AGE [NX HASTE aT 10 AY TASTE “PO CARDING-WE MIGHT DISAGREE.”

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YOWRS & YRET TY @7FSY GIR? SUMMER LOVES YOU CLEARLY;

DAXCE, MY SWEET, WITN bEUNDING FEETI GLASN YOUR CTMBALS CLEAALY?