It’s that time of year again, and what a year, in this big, stupid, messy, angry, sad, mean, flailing, glorious country, where we sometimes even try.
It’s that time of year again, and what a year, in this big, stupid, messy, angry, sad, mean, flailing, glorious country, where we sometimes even try.
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good to hear from you, you can stroll the towering inferno with DH, peace, d.
send in the cows…
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