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Monday, October 18, 2004

Long Hall

Lydia in Beetle Juice:

My life is a dark room. One big dark room.


Another day, another hotel.

ntodd

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So you're not around to commemorate the 140th anniversary of the the most exciting moment in the history of St. Albans.

Posted by: digamma | Oct 19, 2004 10:42:21 AM

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