Araska is a rock, actually that is a lie, Araska is a fictional rock, in a fictional sea, in a fictional world, the only thing that could be said about is that, if said, world, sea and rock were to exist, then you would have a nice view of a fictional harbour.
Hazel gave Miller a little Mayoral what for and thanks to The Star its now a good public drubbing. She's probably right, but thats what umpteenmillion years of running a damn fine city will get you, experiance.
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