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Before I start: please forgive me
mark 12:30
Short and stout, Mark can often be spotted in Trafalgar Square, at the Colisseum and at Notre Dame with a fanny pack, a ridiculously outdated Agfa Pioneer box camera, and a blob of white sun-screen spread incongruously on her nose. At first glance she may look like your average annoying American tourist, but a closer look reveals details to the contrary: a pair of expensive French glasses rest atop her neat, salon-styled hair, and in her fanny pack, where a normal tourist would carry a cheap traveler's guide, she keeps only a Bible (I couldn't resist) and a few scribbled notes from her last European adventure. She speaks with the slightest southern twang, and she has an infectious, if somewhat cacophonous, laugh.
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"This miserable drizzling afternoon I have been reading up old military lecture-notes again:- and getting bored with them after an hour and a half. I have done some touches to my nonsense fairy language - to its improvement."
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