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The Ouse by sunset.

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Actually, it's a freighter. And it's the Ouse, not the Mersey.Oh well.

Yay pretty flowers. :)

(Posted December 24, 2005 03:13 AM)

Come now, and let us reason together: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool. -- God (Isaiah 1:18)