how when unguentine at long last becomes strictly unavailable
I’ll already be gone.
Fortunately so, the rub’s off the apple, and if ever an overture
to archery was in order . . . zen em, that would be now.
shepard fairey
ras
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gustav dore
our boys
death and burial
wm
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Nice
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