LISTENING TO THE RIVER
Friday, March 27, 2009
Just went on a pre-sunset walk looking for signs of spring. Found many stone stairwells
that seemed to be occupied by something that vaguely resembled a dirty white fur
tossed from a car by some drunk glamor girl after a rough night on the town.
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