Monday, August 21, 2023

Some Days

It happens sometimes, sort of like the Taystee Bakers who worked while we slept or said they did, the universe supplies all the elements and I just copy them down and give it a pithy headline. 

Sort of like Mick and Keith meet Mark Barkan.  

Child's play, really.
-bill kenny

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