
Fyodor Dostoevsky
Oh the joys of being a receptionst. I get to go to the "Clerk and Masters" office and say, "I'd like to have these subpoena's issued."
It's sure worth that $10 bill.
You belong among the wildflowers You belong in a boat out at sea You belong with your love on your arm You belong somewhere you feel free
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