A.Z. Fell, Esq. 20 days ago
5:48 AM, the cottage bedroom:
I wanted a few pots of berries on the terrace last year, but every single one sputtered and turned to flaccid green thready things.
Now an escaped rogue strawberry is thriving impossibly, wedged between the garden pavers.
You utter b*stard.
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