staring out at a lawn that is 1 1/4 inch long and listening to frogs belch out their nightly mating calls...the rumbling of some sort of factory is WAY off in the distance. [i personally dont know where] cockroaches scurry across the 15 x 10 cemented slab that occupies my visual complex. the unused patio furniture awaits an emotional human to
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