Those of us who have remained truly human maintain that constant nomadic urge to migrate, and yet to develop home along the journey.
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- raisins d'eat[re].
- some maysay.
- belated culture shock.
- up with the tops again.
- sometimes we all do things that, well, just don't ...
- process/result.
- priorities.
- here am i sitting in my tin can.
- only like a violin-playing goat.
- an interview for a friday.
- from the dust of my despair comes...
- >KO)->
- freezer inventory.
- colours of the week.
- music or...
- always a bridesmaid, never a ginger.
- explosion jokes aren't funny.
- tipsy is in the endzone..
- ring. ring.
- all things are predictable, ultimately.
- adtnl: kitten mittons & more.
- solls/souls/soles.
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