Amazing. I almost wish I hadn't looked. I mean, I live a couple of hours north of San Francisco. I have redwood trees, and that's about it. I always thought this place was a bunch of kids in a dorm room. It ends up I'd fit in perfectly. I look like Happy Toast without the beard. It's a long bike ride to London. Maybe there is life after life.
Oh, sorry. I'm thinking out loud again.
(Oh, sorry. I'm thinking out loud again.
cowcat Bituminous squeegee,
Sun 27 May 2012, 18:57,
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