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The library remains quiet, no unnerving echoes from Genealogy, no early evening strolls down the corridors by beings that shouldn’t be walking this side in the daylight. Marta removes the Section Closed sign from the long hallway at the east end of the building and Aiden and I stare at it, brightly lit and holding tightly to its secrets, each time group lets out for coffee. We’re not sure what to do now, so we just keep showing up, listening with fake smiles of encouragement to the stories that are now somehow worse than our own. Neither of us has any interest in Miss Hailey Wilcox’s sunshiny self help rhetoric. We just want to stay close to the rift in the hope that eventually something will happen.
After a while that hope starts to fade.
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Chapter 19 is up!
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Gandy Goose shaved himself
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How do you bridge the gap? A boat did come in handy for this situation. #gandy #sog #gandybridge #gandybridgetampa #gandybridgefishing #tampa #southtampa #florida #floridalife (at Tampa, Florida) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnRwEhROY5a/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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I need gandy to play a couple again. Their chemistry is out of this world❤
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gang whats the ship name for gabe/andy
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My Blessing By Rhoda Gandy (Lyrics)
My Blessing By Rhoda Gandy (Lyrics)
United States based anointed gospel music minister, and versatile song writer, Rhoda Gandy drops her a brand new song titled “My Blessing”.
About Rhoda Gandy
Min. Rhoda Gandy is a seasoned and richly worded minister, song-writer and recording Artiste who is passionate about soul winning and kingdom matters, no wonder she states
“It is the perfect will of God for me to live the fullness of his…
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Perspective view of the dome area within the home and museum of John Soane at 13 Lincoln’s Inn Fields, c.1813 by Joseph Michael Gandy (English, 1771--1843)
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“Why can’t I see or feel them? The wings?”
“In the other dimensions, you could. But not in this one. In this one we pass as humasa and that means no wings.” He rolled onto his back and reached up over his head to grab the headboard rails, pulling against them to stretch his back, sending all kinds of lewd images of handcuffs and assorted mild bondage scenarios through her head. It occurred to Holly briefly that such things were probably more in Baltho’s repertoire than Keene’s. “Can you imagine if we walked in looking like this dimension’s idea of the angel of death?”
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Chapter 14 is up!
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