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Post by occasionallyinsane on May 7, 2006 8:57:53 GMT -5
((Yes, my charrie is in the park once again... )) Julian was, as usual, wandering aimlessly--she had choosen to spend the night at the park simply for it's quietness...she was never too much of a people person. She skirted around the big weeping willow, preferring merely to walk sround the perimeter of the park. Julian was dressed plainly in her usual dark trench coat. It's hem hovered just above her ankle, just out of reach of the carpet of red, yellow, and orange leaves at her feet. Julian was silent as she walked, her head held high as she examined the trees, the benches, the gate.
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