Carpet cleaning service and a couch for the room we've been meeting in lately. But I don't know if I'll be seeing him at that office anymore... So I guess just whatever makes him happy (so he'll have lots of patience for me  )
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'...
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in
The world's turning wood,
For my sawn, splay sounds,)
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Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue
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