“And on a dark, cold night. Under full moonlight. He flies into a fog. Like a vulture in the sky. And they call him Sandy Claws.”
“And on a dark, cold night. Under full moonlight. He flies into a fog. Like a vulture in the sky. And they call him Sandy Claws.”
Mountains are calling & I must go! Let’s wander where the Wi-Fi is weak & the trails are steep.
Adventure awaits!
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