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... > Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty-Three - Looking a Gift Book in the Mouth
The morning after the wedding found everyone in a state of incredible exhaustion.
I think it was only an hour short of noon before I managed to claw my way to wakefulness, sitting up on the edge of the bed and blearily glancing around my cabin aboard the Beaver Cleaver.
It was some time later that I managed to trudge my way down to the kitchen. "Hungry," I complained as I slumped i ...
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