He vanishes into his chamber. You can hear the breeze from his movement. You can see light flashing. And before long you are partaking in one truly magical beverage.
Last night we caught the subway to Manhattan, where we picked up some snackys and made our way to Bryant Park, where we sat and ate and drank and watched Arsenic and Old Lace. Twas nice. Straight outa Felicity.
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