Come. Sit. Talk to me of worldly things. Of lipgloss and tulips and what is going on beyond our computer screens. Here there are pictures and words both thoughtful and mundane. We explore, trade, seek, question and reminisce.
This is Interravision.
We'll see you in hell, girl. We can't wait. You know it's going to be warm. You'll be able to get a tan. And you know, all our friends will be there! (Save a seat for us at the bar, will you?)
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