Like a twirled cone?
Strides up the neighborhood green triangle, I happen upon a pole that’s dark brown on the bottom and very lighter toward the top. So maybe all my conjecture back a ways was was wasted? Really, could those very brown poles have started their lives all light?
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You just can’t let these poles go, can you? Return in the middle of the night and maybe they are being used for pole dancing. OUCH! A sliver of wood in the behind would not be very comfortable.
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The whole world is a stage, ladysighs?
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We’re all auditioning for even the smallest part before the curtain comes down.
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perhaps –
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Just what you said yesterday, Beth!
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Just a guess
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