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Far from a boar

A pig grunted. Across the road from my house, I heard a pig. It’s been on and off for a few weeks and started after the recent rainfall.

I live across the road from a creek and a massive park with long grass. So I couldn't even see this pig, this beast, this mighty monster of the undergrowth. Just hear it. Big tusks perhaps, definitely drooling jaws from the sound of it.

The true agony

So why is my blog called Alabaster Agony you ask? And no, it's not because my skin is extremely light. It is all about my entertaining (albeit embarrassing) recent debut on television.

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