Said to be the sundial of savages, the shadows where one can read the absence of the thing represented. Only during daylight of course.
Tuesday, April 23, 2024
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Would've been a fancy white picnic table cloth.
Instead, there were the Censors. An iguana-looking woman in high-cost cycling pants unfroze and crossed in front of the tables put toge...
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It's not about gender for me. I care about men and women and children doing America as America. I think to be too specific-cause de...
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A couple nights good sleep free from political noise and the sentiment is settle back down. Slogans come and go. So do transitions and ...
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The minutes might have such a notation. Emptying the bathtub. One man literally lifted a realistic-baby babydoll off the accounting she...
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