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A message from our flounder:
15 years ago, I was borne. It was a cold and rainy night, much unlike tonight. I was a poor unloved Irish Setter, even my own mother meowed when I wished to suckle from her life giving teat.
Shunned by my own mother, I resorted to secondhand smoke for my livelihood, naturally I am a bit off when it comes to a normal life.
These pages contain interesting stuff, at least to me, please enjoy what you see, and remember, if you break it, you buy it.
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