Apr 24, 2009

Pop art long stage ray

Pop art trane in red

Gentry on horseback, and I could hear ‘em laughing, and we
got home and Eva said to put a horseshoe on the door and—“
“What about the king?”
“Dunno, miss. Last I remember, he was laughin’ at Thatcher in his straw wig.”
“And Nanny Ogg and Granny Weatherwax? What hap-pened to them?”
“Dunno, miss. Don’t remember seein’ ‘em, but there was
people runnin’ everywhere—“
“And where was all this?”
“Miss?”
Magrat, Magrat’s not to know about this sort of thing. The Dancers? Right.”
“It wasn’t us, miss! It was only make-believe!”
“Hah!”
She unbolted the door again.
“Where’re you going, miss?” said Weaver, who was not a competitor in the All-Lancre Uptake Stakes.
“Where d’you think?”
“But, miss, you can’t take iron—“
Magrat slammed the door. Then

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