in the spirit slash tradition of the blue pen period I’d like to take a few and recount the meeting between this blind guy and this guy from the country when they both were introduced for the very first time on the back of a hay ride heading east on route 671 which is now known as
which leads down to a dude ranch
that is changing elements of reconstruction forming a great band of mutant farewellers in a legion of devout snouts and hog tied corn starch that all kinds of pests invested a dollar or two into a bug zapper
making me wonder what in the hell I confused this with
the trouble I had clarifying the structure of pre-established rigid framework of how it’s to be
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