Toby smiles at his daughter as he fills the pipe, tamps the tobacco down in the bowl, lights it with a match, and draws and puffs on the stem to get it going. Hey Quinn, darling, how are you?
Toby smiles at his daughter as he fills the pipe, tamps the tobacco down in the bowl, lights it with a match, and draws and puffs on the stem to get it going. Hey Quinn, darling, how are you?
Me quoque per multos similis fortuna labores
iactatam hac demum voluit consistere terra.
Non ignara mali, miseris succurrere disco.
Publius Vergilius Maro, The Aeneid
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