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Post by doomey on May 10, 2019 14:20:15 GMT
Dear Jesse,
We examined the capital you sent, and we’re on the edge, some of us liking it, some of us not. The monkey stared at the wardrobe, unaffected either way. We decided to pass. My feeling is the box (the overall plot) needed some grit, some much nastier shit. But, am I trying to paint my own perfect storm in a Jamaican sunset? I am a devil, sirah. You may be a maam, sorry if I offend. Deftly crafted, however. A bit long in the tooth. That’s all I’ve got.
Best of fucking luck in the future, boligard doomey / the floor
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