The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on.
Carl Sandburg
I had big plans, but the thick fog put a quick end to that. Try again tomorrow.
The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on.
Carl Sandburg
I had big plans, but the thick fog put a quick end to that. Try again tomorrow.
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