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Sticks and Crones

“You’re such a witch!” As if that’s a bad thing? I stifle a laugh, plot with which potion your coffee to taint. Insult me at will, I’ve been called much worse. My cauldron erupts effervescently. “You’re such a witch!” I … Continue reading

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