clipka <ano### [at] anonymousorg> wrote:
> Am 29.05.2014 05:47, schrieb Jim Henderson:
> > On Thu, 29 May 2014 04:44:10 +0100, Doctor John wrote:
> >
> > It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. Doctor John decided
> > to start a game with whole sentences using two whole sentences, causing
> > a ruckus to start.
> > But there, in the bowels of officialdom, a blackbird had begun to sing.
> > It sang a song of sixpence, but feared being put into a pie.

> "Take these broken wings and learn to fly," uttered a stranger passing by.

But the rain fell in torrents - except at occasional intervals, when it
was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it
is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and
fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against
the darkness.

-- 
                                                          - Warp

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