Here’s the story that you wrote, I hope you like the ending!
I thought you were gonna call.
The porches of the Cheyenne reservation.
Down came the musty velvet drapes and up went pleated chintz.
His valiant heart had resisted the terrors of storm and solitude and misery such as mountaineers have seldom called on to endure
He informed me that he was embarking on a voyage to the Indian Ocean with his wife, but before that that he would be spending some days in Italy.
The unicops engaged in a comprehensive search of the U’s vast terrain, notified LAPD’s West L.A. and Pacific Divisions, Beverly Hills and Santa Monica Police, and West Hollywood sheriffs of the girl’s disappearance.
He’s been on that for three days.
"Marriage is the legal and moral provision for generation among human kind."
— Fizz —
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