Giant reticulated marshmallow feedbags imitate pleasurable wombats deciding on a lunch menu. Never before have so many hyphenated postulates gathered to see a performance of literary suicide honoring the fallen heroes of the unemployment line. Nevertheless, cigars taste like feather dusters in the warm luminous glow of amber colored Dung Beetles. Fabulous memories.
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William Schaeffer
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