Because I so very rarely play this game.
This is my daughter, Evening Veronica. We call her Evey for short.
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These are our twins, Morpheus Ray and Miri Cornelia.
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This is my son, Artemus Robert LaFollette. We call him Artie.
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I need the smell of summer--
I need its noises in my ears.
A revolution without dancing is a revolution not worth having.