it's four pm in the morning. and life continues as i shaped it. the frantic way we live would be a perfect tune in some crazy 1950s jazz song. we are a jazz band and i've never even picked up a trumpet. let alone a stand up base. but i do where a lot of black. fish eyes have watched me from the moment i got home. sturgeons on a coffee mug and blue
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