Pure Joy and Poetry
Sunday, June 30, 2019
Ketchup, May 1 2019
I woke up early from a bad dream about a slowdown on the highway, due to a probably fatal accident involving buggies. We couldn't see the worst of it, but in absurd dream fashion there was a swipe of literal ketchup on the asphalt.
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