WhenI finished, I picked up my own sandwich and played a little catch-up. Music hurt your headie? '5 little bit. I dialled the first three numbers fast, then began to slow down. What's left is the sound of crickets and the sight of greenleaves darkening toward black; branches that make shapes like faces; thesound of your
Dring my hike back down the lane to the house, I tried to think aboutnothing at all. I sat where I was for awhile. I seen a hornet's nest by Jo's old studio that I wantto smoke before the woods get dry. Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness;not much of that round the silkmil s whenin 1913,he went over to Paterson to wr
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