The Existential Porcupine
Microclimates
Saturday, April 19, 2014
nothing
Two potatoes, both female, bolt out of the castle entrance, wildly throwing their heads and eyes around visually scanning for something, and rush into the open manhole and down the iron ladder newly painted black.
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