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[joshisfat]

This is a stream of subconscious thought.We are throwing a parade in your honor,and your honor is a restraint on the flourishing deterioration of god.Speak to me Walt Whitman, pray for the flowers to bare our soul.Send me a message from the grave,send me a smoke signal of luck, sir.I will deprive myself of heat,and treat myself to a mouthful of

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[vintagevagrant]

Stranger, if you passing meet me and desire to speak to me, why should you not speak to me? And why should I not speak to you? -Walt Whitman

I'm with you in Rockland...

[joshisfat]

half priced lemons.