Was accustomed to visiting with the blues crew but circumstances are brutally impossible. Amused to pull this old Sun House tune up and put them out of mind. At the Orchard. Quiet. Not going anywhere.
OK, class... what do we have here? Orange Jubilee! An angiosperm. (Those sex-addled knuckleheads wouldn't know botany from zoology let alone mitochondria from helical bases.) Waste of time. (Oh, I understand them. Completely.) To think I saw her as milady! The Spirit is OK but the flesh is weak. I felt so much for her. Saw a picture since deleted from Facebook. She looked very ill. Jaundiced. Ramification of God knows what cannot be mentioned. Just what did she take me for? Such condescension and contempt. Gone. Merely nostalgia and a chance encounter.
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