Also, the moment in which Uncle Matthew barged into the basement while we were babyishly posing away will be quite an unforgettable scene - a medley of comedy, shock and embarrassment. Even though we didn't manage to get the photo there and then, I'm pretty certain that that memory has found its place in my mind as an indelible snapshot of sweet sepia. Besides, he was surprisingly patronising by later helping us take a(nother) photo at the lobby, after we'd ascended from the depths of overtime. Kudos Red Ranger. Your request was a daring one.
On the other hand, God help me with IOC. There's still so much to cover.
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