Marcia Mello arrived in Chicago on Thursday night. I got out of work, rode my bike home, and Etta and I took her out for hangar steaks at Feed.
She was mesmerized by the clucking chicken that lays the lucky eggs, and she cleaned her plate.
Chickens are the sweetest sweets that sweet can be, sitting in the grove of bamboo twee. Cluck, chicky chicky cluck, ckicky ckicky save some sweets for me.
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