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Scenes from the Crypt
In honor of one of my personal favorite days of the year, Halloween, I have collected four horrifying scenes that I consider to be truly memorable. So, please… Come in. Sit down. Make yourself comfortable. The lights are off. Nobody else is around. Turn up the sound… And without further ado, I present… the list.
Quick, which is more nuts, a picture of a Santa cat waving a baby Jesus cat at three kittens who are more interested in some kind of perfectly circular ham on a table in the bushes, or a vegetal fractal cat? Yeah, I don't know either.
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Sister started her session characteristically chatty and ended it two hours latter terse and covered in a sheen of sweat. I started mine characteristically terse and ended it thirty minutes later passed out in a public place.
Such is life that the early bird gets the worm, and as a googly-eyed night owl, I have no hope gaining a coveted seat at Kaisa. Public libraries come to the rescue for students such as myself. I first came across the Kallio library in a search for an alternative study space...