Somewhere For Awhile for Monday, April 8, 2019

Monday, April 8, 2019

My imagination went on a curse in a street sermon. Can it help find solace?

Glen tuned politely and crossed Broad to a coffeehouse, the Cocoa Shell. He took a seat next to the door by the window. He wanted to watch who came in and out. He moonlighted as a private investigator. THE MONDAY POST A) B i l l ’ s G a r d e n If computers could get drunk, the public one I switched... Sign in to see full entry.

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