Kitchen Dreamers, we're Ren and we've changed the kitchen world so you can change your kitchen.

Welcome to a portable luxury. Finally, you can have the integrated dishwasher and go all in on the

pull-out pantry. Come on Britain, this is luxury for all, affordable for all. We're Ren and this is

The Great Renovation. Visit your nearest showroom.

The following is intended for bizarre audiences only. Welcome to the Midnight Library.

Mr. Darling, I had no idea you were so coordinated. Absolutely madam, I took first place in my

agility training. Irma, hold still. Let me zip up your costume. Oh, for Cersei's sake darling,

look how cute Irma looks in her costume. Doesn't she look like a little angel?

I'll see this much better. I think it's as close as she'll ever get.

It's been a long and trying day for you, or has it been a trying year or two?

Frustrated and tired, you ignore how early it is, skip dinner and retreat to your room.

Exhausted from your obligations and your thoughts chasing each other back and forth in time in

your mind. Old memories, painful recollections, questions, grief. You pull the shades and fluff your

pillow and lie down in your most reliable sleeping position. The sheets are cool and the room is

a sanctuary, but the images keep coming. Work, family, that rude encounter, the high school dance,

the accident, loss. You lift the stray sock you used to blot out the bright red numbers of the

clock to find that more than two hours have passed and rest isn't coming.

Only one place sounds like an actual sanctuary now. That one place on the edge of the village

where only certain people know to go. Only certain people know how to get there. They know the

possibilities it holds.

You find yourself moving in the evening light, walking, or perhaps steering without thinking

of which turns to make or when to make them. The road seems reassuring and yet somehow different

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