Mackerel
I've put mackerel up on the posts of the fence. The seagulls haven't looked at it yet. The sun is making it smell now.
A dubious but uplifting autobiography of life on an island monastery. Leave your cluttered lives behind and step into the sanctuary of THE MONASTERY OF HEROD THE SWISS. Or not.
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that smell is annoying. the neighbours have complained and the business in the local brothel is at an all time low. seems that the clients think the smell is coming from them. sinners
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