Remember the old family photos when silver tensile dripped from every branch like snow? Remember the yards of long fluffy tensile that was wrapped around the tree? For some reason, I long for that nostalgia. However, I have a cat, so "Alex, I'll take tensile by the yard for 100, please".
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