Mushrooms. Is it disrespectful to wonder what strange desires or imagined fantasies were shared? We are two mushrooms crumbling in the supermarket’ perusing strawberries out of season’ One forgets there was a reason’ which fortunately mushrooms are spared’ A meek smile passes into thoughts of... Sign in to see full entry.
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