We’re moved into our new place. We’re surrounded by boxes, but we’re in. I’ll miss Pine Street but not what our lives had become there.
More soon, when I dig myself out a bit.
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We’re moved into our new place. We’re surrounded by boxes, but we’re in. I’ll miss Pine Street but not what our lives had become there.
More soon, when I dig myself out a bit.
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