He fed me a truth serum, spun me in circles and said "Now. What do you see?" And I told him that I can see all of their lungs and all of their lungs are black. Smoker lungs. So I knit some smoker-mittens for the only real non-smoker I know. And I tell him that in this town of umpty-thousand, there are umpty-thousand ghosts. Or maybe I am the
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you also make me miss having quality control standards for my own journal.
I hope you keep it going
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