when i got home saturday, all that was left of my little snowman was a forlorn bunny rabbit who stared wistfully at a carrot just out of reach.
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"when one is engaged in a favorite pursuit or a subject that is absorbingly interesting, the normal conception of labor or time and artificial social distinctions disappear from the mind"
g. koizuni --judo master
g. koizuni --judo master
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