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Post by Tirith Trevain on May 21, 2004 14:54:31 GMT -5
*Looks mildly indignant*
No- you. You've got to come.
*He goes along to the park*
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Post by Family Eng'winden on Sept 16, 2004 11:52:46 GMT -5
*The posters are advertising a run of a play by a newish playwright who specialised in tragedies, and this one was no exception. It claimed to be a stage adaptaton of a story about a boy who was orphaned and left to fend for himself in the streets of the big city.*
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Post by Ameena bin Qiyamah on Sept 16, 2004 12:08:01 GMT -5
Tragedies? Not really what she was in the mood for herself. She looks at Sadron.
'Mon ami, what do you think?'
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Post by Family Eng'winden on Sept 16, 2004 13:13:45 GMT -5
I don't know. It doesn't sound fun. I like plays with song and laughter, and all that stuff.
Look, why dont we go to the fair?
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Post by Ameena bin Qiyamah on Sept 16, 2004 13:25:43 GMT -5
'Good idea, mon ami. Better than this play. So where is the fair?'
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