Amko
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I bequeath my pile of knick-knacks from the table... to Lizard.
I bequeath my plastic fork from the lunchbox... to Crab.
I bequeath my golden crossbow... but I'd rather sell it.
I bequeath an 11-month-old bag of coffee... to Amaranth.
That's all I have.
Neyra, what posts will I write in which topics tomorrow between 11:00 and 12:00 Moscow time, inclusive?
KO.
Well, will I have headphones anytime soon?