I leave tomorrow night.
Taking Bloody Mary's Cemetery Tour; man, I don't feel up to this. It's 75 and HUMID there (it's like breathing water) and my sister, I think I've mentioned, treats these get-a-ways like the Bataan Death march. She's brutal in gettin' 'er done. I beg, I plead: "Katie! I can NOT see one more thing! I can NOT go one more foot! NO MORE VOO DOO SHOPS!" but it falls on deaf ears...and I limp behind her, wincing with lower extremity extremity.
Man. I'm already exhausted.
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In Barrie's play and novel, the roles of fairies are brief: they are allies to the Lost Boys, the source of fairy dust and ...They are portrayed as dangerous, whimsical and extremely clever but quite hedonistic.
"Shall I give you a kiss?" Peter asked and, jerking an acorn button off his coat, solemnly presented it to her.
—James Barrie
Wimminfolk they be tricksy. - ZenGum
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