Ramblings of a Monk

A rsoe by ayn nmae wuold smlel teh smae, btu wuodl cnofsue teh flroist toatlly fi ouy strat aksign fro a bnuch fo “ppale pei”.

(scorll dwon)

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A rose by any name would smell the same, but would confuse the florist totally if you start asking for a bunch of “apple pie”.