
Every brick melts a little bit of snow.

Almost as if each one possessed a burning, immortal soul.

Yes, I’ve been watching a lot of Battlestar Galactica this weekend.

Every brick melts a little bit of snow.

Almost as if each one possessed a burning, immortal soul.

Yes, I’ve been watching a lot of Battlestar Galactica this weekend.
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