giving them the high hat ya dig?A Story by Bruce
the crucial illusory tangent, a tangerine slithered savory, past the pugilists duking with dimes, California could be home, but i'd never quit this s**t, the chase of the next five and dime high, estrangement from family, stuttering on the phone to a deserted dialtone all the while wondering could this be it? It couldn't be, I speculated
as the ravens flew on overhead. I thought of plane engines falling from the sky and CRUSHING me
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