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Monday, 21 April 2008 13:06

As I sat in my drafty little office, I couldn't help but feel like a character in one of my own slapstick comedies, dodging the chilly gusts like a bumbling fool. Every time I tried to concentrate on my script, the wind howled through the cracks, making my thoughts scatter like confetti at a parade. If only I could harness that wind into a zany chase scene, I'd have the perfect recipe for a laugh!

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