let's blow that fucking drawbridge once and for all.

Jun 28, 2003 10:38

Last night, after I returned to the estate after work, I was struck with a desire to go out to the local pub (although I call it that in same way that one might call a discarded peel a banana). It had been on the same corner when I first arrived in Augusta thirteen years previously, and even then it had the look of a cast aside skin, a state ( Read more... )

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