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I just got back from Passchendaele (I canapos;t believe I actually spelled that right). It was good. There were a few awkward bits, and a couple of bits where I was just "That isnapos;t symbolic at all" (read: sarcasm), but it was still good.

On the way home, me and Cid were talking about WWI and how it impacted war, when I saw these boxes out for recycling. You know the ones that people put on the curb? Sometimes they put out... Other stuff (I have a photograph of a ton of stuff I saw one day including a couch and a classic baby carriage), and this one had two potted plants. I stop, pick it up, and take it with me. Itapos;s on my table right now. I donapos;t even know what it is. But itapos;s healthy, with no apparent reason for it to be thrown out. I am a little surprised at myself for taking it home, but I donapos;t regret it.

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