cynthia rowley and i would be friends.
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it's somewhat strange that he arrived yet i am the one that feels like i am finally back home and nothing really makes me happier than having tea in hand, listening to stories about his adventures in a land full of black rock and blue lagoons.
a stack of magazines and newspapers with lush typography and uncluttered design 'because you like to cut things out' and my heart is grateful for being understood so perfectly.
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