to wear while I hang out with it.
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This little lamb lives at Le Jardin d'Acclimatation, in Paris. He kept "bahhh"-ing, and, to me, it sounded just like a person imitating a sheep, rather than a real one. It was pretty funny. :)
I like to go stay in Paris when I can. Here are some pictures from those times,
and other related stuff.
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