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Long Thursday

My Five-Class-Thursday ended with a wimper: got to the eye doctor’s to pick up my glasses just 10 mins past closing time.

It began to snow at 1pm, fat, heavy flakes the size of goose-down feathers. I walked in it for ten minutes.

I had a 90-minute conversation about UFO’s and secret tunnels connected around the Earth. Couldn’t have been weirder; then again, anything’s possible.

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