Because inherited wealth, pomp and circumstance trump unchecked aggression and racism, the girls slept on the couch last night so at 5 a.m. they could watch the ascension of Britain's King Charles III. I got up about 630 and found them like this. Asked them to describe the details, but they both said they fell back asleep. They're pretty sure someone put a crown on his head. God save the King.
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