and then our exile

Saturday, July 24, 2004 at 11:07 a.m.
Secondly, enquotation:
(context: getting me to stay for the last day of the TIR)
Taka: no man, really, you should stay, these kind of camps don't happen all the time. And i'll entertain you.
Me: ...but i've got stuff to do at home, work and the like...you're only coming now, you had work too.
Taka: but my work is like paid work, your work is dancing with the fairies and all that.
Me: O_o
Taka: And you garden, or maybe bake bread...you should stay. Why don't you bake bread here? You can get--what's that stuff you put in bread? Flour?--you can get flour, and raisins, and bake bread here...
Me: O_o
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