11th
November
2016
The old tomato fake
While waiting for a stone to pass, I don’t sleep soundly. Found myself at some unspeakable hour, searching for the best price on a ten foot section of steel pipe. Has nothing to do with the stone, I hope. And no, I didn’t find what I wanted. Given that today is a civic holiday, there was no chance to impulse shop; that will have to wait for tomorrow, maybe.
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