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“The internet doesn’t have donuts,” Uriel said, furrowing his brows. “It has cookies,” Raziel said. “I’m still searching for them, but it keeps asking if I want to accept cookies. Which is a lie, because they don’t cough up the goods when I say yes. But I’ll keep looking. You can order donuts, though, and they deliver them right to you. It’s a whole thing. I love it.”
it was much easier to replant a tree than a heart.
