5.14.2010
The 25th Hour And I Am Free
As I walked my dog east 'round the block, noticed an older war vet strident - I almost stopped to talk. It was right then and there - a Penski truck drove by in an instant and suddenly knew there was no need for communication. The wars and the parts where they are made from, the DetroitUSA nation. Suppose I am now done with the manifestation.
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