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“That’s the Luidaeg, singing ‘Poor Unfortunate Souls.’
Priceless
It’s painted in eye-searingly bright colors that seem garish and aggressive during the day, but are beautiful at night, which is when fae eyes are most likely to see them.
Clever rationale for the painted ladies of San Francisco
“You’re a nerd,” I said, and swatted him in the arm. “You seemed all cool and mysterious back when I was afraid of you, but I’m not afraid of you anymore, and I can see clearly that you are a nerd.” “I never denied it,” he said, and leaned in to kiss me again.
“You triggered the sentries. Got yourself ensmallinated. Fun times!”
Ensmallinated! Love it!
“When Danny gets here, you’re going with him,” I said. “You can call me if the Luidaeg has any instructions. Simon and I are going to find August and finish this. Maybe with a stop for breakfast burritos.” “What in the world is a breakfast burrito?” asked Simon.
