i ate worms with my beak and human's food with my mouth. the only sense remaining to her was that of touch. i can be speaking to someone for the first time ever, and when they realize i’m “spencer’s daughter” it’s as though they immediately warm to me and can’t wait to tell me how much they like him. i have lived here since 1990.
go to the wine cellar and get a couple of bottles of wine. i am not sure what has gone on here for it to be lopsided, but really it is all in the taste. 