All color Americans told each other of places. PRIVATE, the fabricator minted another sign and passed it so someone could press it in the tee-shirt making machine. The economic warring turned us simple again. And respecting each others' privacy was a number one rule.
Said to be the sundial of savages, the shadows where one can read the absence of the thing represented. Only during daylight of course.
Thursday, May 22, 2025
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