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15 August 2005 @ 11:35 am
Les Chats Foireaux  
My dear cat, tis the sabbath yet again and I shall not let you out.

There is no telling what those foireaux cats shall be about.

The eating of little sprites and imps shall not happen tonight.

However I know that if I find that white hair all shall be alright!

What's that? a pact you require?

I'm sorry, I have not the meats you wish me aquire!
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