good thoughts for winnie. she has some intestinal parasite and is ribbed and losing a pound a week. all love, baby.
oh dear, i feel as if i stayed up til death.
willow
island concession
copp with a jaunty toothpick. he's so suave. moving slow today, partly due to his mysterious skeleton, but i moved slow too, it was just a slow grey day and it feels like a pall over the land, but they will say i am cynical. fine, i reply, everything is just fine.
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