




The Road goes ever on and on, Down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow, if I can. Pursuing it with eager feet Until it joins some larger way, Where many paths and errands meet - and wither then? I cannot say.
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Those pictures are terrifying, especially the little girl with the hello kitty purse. You know she's just about to start a ruckus. :)
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