…Grand Tour of terror…night 2… exhausted ..and I think I may have zonked out for a minute. My cat boinked my head just now reminding me I had yet to break 1,500. Or maybe to feed him. Yet for a brief period, I hear no more. How terrible an exaggeration! Immovable resolution, stern contempt! Fate.
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