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A police officer, a ghost and hands that smell like and old drunk!

  What a day… This morning started pretty much like any other these days. I woke up, sipped on my cup of hot chocolate while my head was shaking off the sleepiness. By 7h45, I was kicking Chéri out of the bedroom to get to work. (yeah, my desk is still in our bedroom…) I…… Continue reading A police officer, a ghost and hands that smell like and old drunk!