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  <title>Ancilliary and unrelated matters.</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m sure this will be making the rounds soon, but thanks to &lt;span style=&apos;white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;https://marshallpayne1.dreamwidth.org/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png&apos; alt=&apos;[personal profile] &apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;https://marshallpayne1.dreamwidth.org/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;marshallpayne1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for a heads up for &lt;a href=&quot;http://crossedgenres.com/blog/sff-market-rejects-our-lgbtq-ad/&quot;&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, news about Flash Fiction Online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In completely unrelated news, I decided that I had to get out of the apartment, so hopped on my trike, rode out a little, towards the zebras, and nearly ran over a peacock. Which is when I realized that I had finally reached a place in my life where I could actually write the words &quot;nearly ran over a peacock.&quot;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, however, to some slight worry: when I left the peacocks (three of them) one - not the one I nearly hit - was heading over to a small area lined with oak trees, filled with those creatures of evil: squirrels.  I shudder to think what might have happened next, but I decided not to stick around for the potential carnage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mariness&amp;ditemid=31939&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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