On Lighthouses by Jazmina Barrera
some notes on a book of notes about lighthouses
some notes on a book of notes about lighthouses
a very very very good big book on WAR
So I walk on towards deaths (plural) in the cooling twilight
In America alone, 281 pounds of pig shit is produced for every one person per year. I don’t know if that’s a lot as I don’t know what a pound is.
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Please enjoy my hot new drag-hop video:
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