Basically the place where I store pretty much anything that couldn't fit in my living room or yours. That means most of the things I usually try to hide under the carpet: stories, poems, rants and the occasional recipe for mending a heart or stopping it cold. Feel free to join in or recoil in horror.
(Note that the creation of this blog has nothing to do with the fact that I was bored and trying new ways of procrastinating on a cloudy afternoon.)
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