Gustave Doré, 1886. In a good mood, then, I leave my wife dawdling over the pram in the more sanitary side of town and duck into the supermarket. Our sage bag of tricks has piled on one and a half lbs in the course of one spare week. Something less by metric alchemy. I do notContinue reading “a dose of vitamin e [reduced]”
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