I’ve a routine which consists of Avoiding routine. Rerouting. Never exit and enter through the same door, You never know who is waiting in the corridor. A pissed off orator, or ex. My son, every morning Our routine was eggs, But no more…
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I’ve a routine which consists of Avoiding routine. Rerouting. Never exit and enter through the same door, You never know who is waiting in the corridor. A pissed off orator, or ex. My son, every morning Our routine was eggs, But no more…