You don’t know which tank you are dropping into until your feet go into the water. Production of multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. The top of it looks like a regular merry-go-round carousel except it is about three stories in the air. Then I said, “I am your loyal slave. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. to her elbows. “I usually enjoy the Carousel, but the Ferris Wheel always pops my cork at least twice.”
Master laughed and said, “You stay here and warm up, then. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
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Slave puta ran ahead of us to the Carousel.
