anghara (anghara) wrote,
anghara
anghara

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Ah the sweet sound of chainsaws in the morning...

Here we go again. Back and down from us. Mercifully hidden by our trees - we can't SEE the new carnage. But we have been hearing it, *oh* how we've been hearing it.

I'm beginning to feel physically ill just listening to the chainsaws, which haven't stopped all morning.
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