I hope that when I die, eternity is just dancing with the people I have known and loved, forever and ever, as the balloons keep coming down.
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- Bob Temuka
- Auckland, New Zealand
- This is the blog of Bob from Temuka. This is what happens after a lifetime spent reading comic books. Contact: bobtemuka@hotmail.com, or on Twitter at @bobfromtemuka
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