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[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

I would have never imagined a city could be so big. How do people find their way around without a map? Does anyone know what those horrid smelling pickles are that are being sold in the Business District? They really should be outlawed.

Ellone, I hope you're okay by yourself. I still feel bad leaving you behind. Are you alright?

Are you available to talk? I owe you an apology. I would have called, but I don't have the number.

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[voice]

[mademyresolve.livejournal.com]

They are Gysahl Pickles, a local delicacy.

As terrible as they seem, I developed quite a liking for the pickles during my pregnancy. No longer, however.

[xredthespianx.livejournal.com]

Gysahl Pickles, they taste a lot better than they smell.

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[alittlebitesper.livejournal.com]

I actually kind of like those pickles...

[Voice]

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

Oh, Gyshal Pickles. They are horrid. Once was enough for me.

[voice]

[pinkgospel.livejournal.com]

Horrid smelling pickles? OH! You must been the gysahl pickles! Those things aren't so bad once you get over the smell.

Although, I can only take a few bites of it at a time before I start gagging.

[voice]

[winhillstime.livejournal.com]

I'm all right, really. [Way too used to it to be bothered, Raine.] It's peaceful here.

Isn't Lindblum fascinating?