The children’s heads and legs articulate!

Once upon a time I looked for a vial, for purposes you can imagine why. Now that love does not shed blood, I no longer have use for one.

While going down the escalator in the train station:

There is calmness to a life live in Gratitude, a quiet joy.
Ralph H. Blum

Should we be grateful for love in a well?

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Well well well. April Stevie will be filled with more jewels that will rock your granny’s socks.
Use this Jewelry link while we fix the navigation around here I know I know…