Ravings of a Textual Deviant

Later today–perhaps even as you are reading this–I will be getting on a plane for upstate New York to visit my grandmother.

I will be wearing my red velvet, hooded winter coat.

I have been baking all kinds of goodies to take with me.

Therefore, I need a basket that fits under the seat in front of me.

Think about it.

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