Book the Ninth: Vote or you’ll drop the conditioner bottle on your toe!

VOTING ENDS:  SUNDAY, FEBRUARY 14TH at 10PM (BST)

The ocean has one taste and it is salt. I believed your body but I knew the words were untrue.

On the day he met Olga…Frank Lloyd Wright was feeling optimistic, buoyant, even.”

Romeo was driving down from the Blue Ridge Mountains in the baffling twilight, going too fast, when a racoon or possum ran in front of the car.”

In the beginning were the howlers.

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