Tag: Travel
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A no hope sky scar laughs lenticular, a vision stretched, a moment cascading down a mountain of gods. I suffer… Read more.
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Nothing in this head but letters to the dead The hollow hell of yellow hills I berate the dirt and… Read more.
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The psithurism of the autumn forest flutters as the madmen of the otherworld profit from global uncertainty. I drive the… Read more.
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“Seems all you care about lately is killing folks.” He pointed with his smoky cigarette hand. “Haven’t you ever just… Read more.
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For the battles break you at times. There. Over those hills I look out at the far gone on the… Read more.
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Off to El Paso I went to El Paso. It was some summer of love and it was hotter than… Read more.
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Uncas’ car was a brown-colored old Saab that’s seen better days. There was a metallic squeal when Wilburn opened the… Read more.
