There was no misunderstanding - I hope the 2 of you are happy together
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5+4=9
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Very Good
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No, thatâs what a dumb nerd would see.
Look at the second photo
Clearly the answer is slim.
The stick body shape as she moved closer to the wall.
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Proof that my answer was the correct way of thinking about this move only one stick.
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I donât speak Australian, so this weird logic has completely gone over my head
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Hi Alice
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Time to go to sleep⌠night night people!
Also: âŚa casual photograph would become historicâŚ
Photograph: Anne Frank (first girl on the left at the back row) at âHet Kinderhuisjeâ (the childrenâs home) in Laren, 1938.
This is the only photograph preserved of Anne Frank in a casual situation, not posing for a photograph.
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So, I was correct in my assumption. Thank you for clarifying.
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Nice photo and all, but they look to be posing to me vOv
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Yeah, theyâre very much posing for a photograph there.
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You had a good laugh with the witch , now we are done.
Clarified
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The iron gates of the cathedral cemetery creaked under the weight of the midnight wind, but inside the courtyard, the air was dead still. Thick, silver fog rolled over the damp stone path, swallowing the bases of the weathered tombstones and the weeping angel statue that kept watch from the shadows.
Dozens of heavy wax candles lined the stone walkway, their orange flames flickering frantically against the cold, ethereal light of a massive full moon.
In the center of the courtyard, the silence was shattered by the rhythmic, deliberate step of heavy tactical boots sliding across wet stone.
Chad stood rigid, his chest heaving beneath his tight black gear. His eyes, hidden behind dark sunglasses even in the dead of night, were locked onto the woman holding him.
Zarra moved like water, her sweeping crimson and black lace gown whispering against the pavement as she guided him through a fierce, dominating tango. Her dark, wavy hair cascaded down her shoulders, catching the twin glints of moonlight and fire. She leaned into him, her hand resting firmly on his shoulder, completely controlling the frame.
Why are we here, Zaera? Chadâs voice was a low, tense whisper, his eyes darting toward the ancient cathedral doors glowing with candlelight behind them. Chad is not a vampire.
Zarra tilted her head back, a slow, dangerous smile curving her lips. The orange candlelight caught the sharp, unmistakable glint of fangs against the dark velvet of the night. She tightened her grip, dipping him effortlessly lower into the fog as the shadow of the cathedral loled over them.
I can fix that, she whispered, her voice like velvet.
There is no escaping the dark side, honey. So stop running. Close your eyes, and surrender.
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Nice vault youâve got there, Felix. It would be a shame if someone found a creative way to liquidate your assets since you wonât share
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Chad does make for a good loot goblin doesnât he
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Time to go to sleep, or try to⌠night night people!
Also: wonder what was the mileage per pound of hayâŚ
Photograph: a man bareback riding a horse under the high line, NYC, 1953, by Vivian Maier
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I hope he knows that costs extra 
lol
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Shame I wasnât in on the joke sooner, we could have turned it into a mine series! 
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You hold his ass to slap his back? I think you got this wrong⌠