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I'm too tired to write much. I'll mention that Salem uttered the sentence: "I don't think anyone knows what's going on in that pretty little head of yours.", which gave me a happy.

My bottom lip as about three times its original size, which is pretty good, considering that this morning it was six times its original size. I sort of look like this. It doesn't hurt at all anymore, though, except when I disinfect it.

Off to bed now.

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