AN OUTRAGEOUS WASTE OF TIME AND TYPE
One damp night, the girls took a detour from tooth-brushing to lose themselves in the thickness of fog. The camera automatically lightened the snapshots, but I couldn't see them once they were ten or so feet away.
Annika, an eery apparition from out of the mist, wielding her toothbrush.
Spun by Abigail on Friday, June 26, 2009
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