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Key Knees Zion Echo Gnome Mix
(lesson taught during the foggy night of December 29th, 2018) Right there on the driver side front seat of locked car (2009 Hyundai Sonata if that adds mar soup pea el uber lyft, heft, distraction, et cetera), but may as well bajillion miles afar happened to mocking me braking means to mosey along tar nation (albeit via four wheels), plus access to apartment impeded, yes which plight found yours truly ajar to concern lest a kick starter prowler burglar, and ransack maybe even hotwire sole mode of locomotion lowering bar on being a lunkhead, dunderhead, bonehead, et cetera, where mind went AWOL earning par tickle yule early cat us strophic topic for poem - ah betcha yar laughing (similar to the missus) at my expense, asper war re: ring how to resolve dilemma as if a mouse caught by Gar field with mere seconds to spar (okay a bit of exaggeration), but then Char Lee horse made an unexpected appearance, thus incommodious, I hobbled slow as a caterpillar part way in the dark til finally reaching familiar windows of unit b44 thankfully unlocked, thus plucked courage, and grabbed reachable bedpost insofar as to hoist my (nada so lightweight former youthful body), where every intercellular muscle creaked, groaned, and protested forced to stretch to unfamiliar height, length, width, et cetera nonetheless, the porpoise accomplished, matter I felt like a dolphin with missing flipper, though once dramatic egress complete, an influx of radar love bombarded this cerebral noggin, sans global surveillance drone broadcast akin to shofar, whereat this mild mannered man suddenly found himself semi popular.
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