Crappy weather, he said. I just smiled and walked. They were out of pens. I can't possibly write in blood. Unless it's with my jaw bone. Gray clouds show blue creeping through. Or is it grey showing bleu? I want carrots. 3 times a minute now. St. Helens is rumbling. Maybe we should feed it. What does it eat? There's an elephant in the room.
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