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With Blue Uncertain Stumbling Buzz


With Blue Uncertain Stumbling Buzz September 11, 2011 The heavens roared with feckless, supersonic angels: F15’s, I guess. M. insisted that P. and I “do” something, so we pushed south to St. Vincent’s through the stupefied throng.  Frosted with ash, … Continue reading

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