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Alas! Bliss deflates...
Even as trembling fingers reached for the instruction to become a paying member of this community, the love dissipates, dissolving under the forces of nasty. Adieu, adieu, I return to former lurkdom, waiting the moment when love shall rise again. It was a funny twenty-four hours. Refreshing, inventive, therefore, doomed to be short-lived.
Back to the same-old, same-old with you.