Tuesday, June 3, 2025

The bodies had been prepped as

  they had negotiated.


  "In the middle of our big beautiful country somewhere, I hope

  The characters acting Mongolians passed by the dining car.  A train wreck had sprayed shrapnel throughout the forest.

  "How 'bout Little Legs?" 

  Brainstorming ind

  "Native. American" 

  Pass me the scripts

         I gotta poop


Deep sleep.


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